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Abbott and Associates had an aging frat boy vibe that eroded the elegance of every event.
Ahh corporate America bros. Yuck.
She didn’t admit how lonely it was to be appreciated for what you did for someone rather than who you were.
Nathan remembered thinking that she was beautiful in that unrealistic way that reminded you some people were God’s favorites: flawless skin, full lips, big dark eyes.
Behind every beautiful woman, there’s a guy dumb enough to think no one else wants to fuck her.
Reality was being rewarded for more than a decade of loyalty with a traitorous dick on your phone.
Imagine your husband sends you a dick pic meant for someone else!
She put on plastic smiles for the camera, but last night she’d been viscerally real, electric and changeable like a summer storm.
He was lonely, but he was also tired of being around people. He was bored, but the things he enjoyed weren’t appealing. Sometimes it felt like he was existing underwater, looking up at everyone thriving above the surface, breathing the stale air he couldn’t stomach.
Tragedy was indiscriminate and ruthlessly patient, waiting until you let your guard down to strike.
Talking to her was like finally finding someone who spoke the same language.
Love should be sure.
Mistakes aren’t debts we owe to other people. They’re just part of living.”
Love would be so much easier if it were perfect, if it came to you at just the right time from exactly the right person.
being in love is selfish. It’s all about how good you feel, and what you want. Giving love is selfless. So no one cares if you want to say the words or not. What matters is whether that person needs to hear them.”
