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“I’m sorry that I couldn’t fix you,” I tell him while softly stroking his damp hair. “Me, too,” he cries against my legs.
wish it were that simple. I wish I could be more like Hardin and not care what anyone thought of me or how other people feel, but I can’t. I’m just not made that way. I feel for others, even when I shouldn’t, and I would like to think that eventually that trait will stop being my downfall. Caring is a good trait to have, but it hurts me too often.
There were so many things I should have said, could have said, and sure as hell would have said if I had known my days in heaven were numbered.
Why couldn’t he have behaved this way before? Why couldn’t he be honest and levelheaded when I needed him to be? Why did it take me finally pulling away for him to want to change?
This breaks my heart
“Sometimes I feel like everyone else gets what I want,”
“I need to talk to Landon, this is important. He seemed upset.” “So? I’m upset, too.” “I know.” I sigh. “But you clearly aren’t that upset.” I glance down at his cock, boxers barely covering it.
“I haven’t been fucked in five months, Theresa. You’re pushing every ounce of my self-control,”
“Therapy only works for my anger, not my obsession with having you forever.”
“It’s you. You’re the person that I love the most in the world.” It was true, as embarrassing and uncomfortable as it was to admit. He loved her, and he knew from then on that his life would never be the same after her.
unsure. “This is the type of love story that deals with real fucking problems. It’s a story about forgiveness and unconditional love, and it shows how much a person can change, really change, if they try hard enough. It’s the type of story that proves that anything is fucking possible when it comes to self-recovery. It shows that if you have someone to lean on, someone who loves you and doesn’t give up on you, you can find your way out of the darkness. It shows that no matter what type of parents you had, or addictions you were faced with, you can overcome anything that stands in your way and
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And this is why this is my comfort read
He wants to remind her that whatever their souls are made of, his and hers are the same. Their favorite novel said it best.
Sobbing
The worst part of being okay is that okay is far from happy. Okay is that gray space in the middle where you can wake up each day and carry on with your life, even laugh and smile often, but okay isn’t joy. Okay isn’t looking forward to each second of your day, and okay isn’t getting the most out of life. Being okay is what most people settle for, myself included, and we pretend that okay is fine, when we actually hate it, and we spend the majority of our time waiting to break out of just being okay.
I’ve been okay for a long time, and I’m not sure how to get out of it now, but I hope for the day that I can say I’m great instead of I’m okay.
You shouldn’t date someone if your heart is owned by someone else. It doesn’t work, trust me.
There’s always another day, there’s always a way to make up for the shit you’ve done and the people you’ve hurt, and there is always someone who loves you, even when you feel like you’re completely alone and you’re just out there floating along, waiting for the next disappointment. There is always something better to come.
AFTER EVERYTHING, we made it. Whatever the hell our souls are made of, they are the same.
