Tammy Faith > Tammy's Quotes

“This mix of love and hate, this blend of trust and hurt I have for him is so confusing even I can't understand it.
He leaves, and I break.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“He leans towards me for a kiss and our mouths fuse. I explode. I'm all over him, absorbing his warmth and the beat of his heart. It's like he knows my pain, and he's trying to erase it. It's like he's bringing me back to life with every brush of our lips.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“Nobody is happy all the damn time. It doesn't work like that. But if you are more happy than sad then maybe you aren't barely existing”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“A single fleeting word has the power to make or break a person.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“Some people you meet slowly, and others you get to know in a second. Incredibly fast, as if you've known them your whole life and you just revisiting an old memory”
― tammy faith, Broken Heart

“Lilly. Sometimes I don’t think I have the capacity to be what you need in a significant other.”
― Amber L. Johnson, Puddle Jumping

“You were upset. I hurt you. Something must have happened to make you stay away from me. Is that right?” His nose was pressed under my ear and I fought back another round of tears because he just didn’t fully grasp it. He could have been repeating Sheila’s words for all I knew.
“You’re leaving.”
― Amber L. Johnson, Puddle Jumping

“I do . . . love you. If you needed me to say it before you should have told me so. I know what it means.”
― Amber L. Johnson, Puddle Jumping

“The things that are meant to be are the things we can’t control, the things we don’t cause, the things that happen regardless of who or what we are. Like sunsets and snow-fall and natural disasters. I’ve never believed hardship or suffering was meant to be.”
― Amy Harmon, The Song of David

“Life isn't perfect,people aren't perfect, but there are moments that are.”
― Amy Harmon, The Song of David

“Millie told me once that the ability to devastate is what makes a song beautiful. Maybe that’s what makes life beautiful too. The ability to devastate. Maybe that’s how we know we’ve lived. How we know we’ve truly loved.”
― Amy Harmon, The Song of David

“But it wasn’t. Sex is not the most intimate thing two lovers can do. Even when the sex is beautiful. Even when it’s perfect.” Millie drew a deep breath as if she remembered how perfect it had truly been. “The most intimate thing we can do is to allow the people we love most to see us at our worst. At our lowest. At our weakest. True intimacy happens when nothing is perfect. And I don’t think you’re ready to be intimate with me, David.”
― Amy Harmon, The Song of David

“When I took a good look at myself, my stomach flipped. I was a jumble of bruises and ripped clothes. Most people said blood tasted metallic, but to me it tasted like ashes. It tasted like my own funeral. Bile rose in my throat, but I managed to keep it down. The spasms that made my ribcage expand and contract in an increasing tempo created a melody without interlude. I must be crying. I waited, not daring to move, for a long time to turn into a puddle on the floor.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“I stood up to walk the long way back home in my wrinkled dress, legs shaking and throat burning with contained tears. As the torn lace of the white skirt I was wearing grazed my thighs, I knew for certain two things: I had no panties on, and there was a hollow space where my soul used to be. The soft and warm summer breeze punched me repeatedly, swaying my frail body around.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“It's true, love should be balanced. Some me, enough of you, a little bit of us. But when you are in love it's hard to set boundaries. Where does he end? Where do I begin? It's blurry.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“Sometimes I think I am made of air, like a balloon. Filled with so much emptiness that I just know one day I'm going to explode. I'm bracing myself for it. For the nothingness colliding hard and fast against me, in a way that I won't be able to stop it or protect myself from it.
What terrifies me the most is the fact that maybe I won't want to stop it. That I won't want to protect myself. That I've surrendered, accepted this and conformed to it”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“I shake my head. He doesn't understand. The same face that once pulled me in still holds that magnetism, but it's closely netted with despise. This mix of love and hate, this blend of trust and hurt I have for him is so confusing even I can't understand it. How do you explain to someone you love that you are repulsed by the thought of wanting them? I can't even begin to comprehend it myself.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“I hug him. I forget about my fears, about who I am and who he is, and I hug him. He keeps a tight grip on me like I'm his last hope, like I'm the only thing holding him together. We are a mingle of limbs, a frantic mess of intertwined heartbeats racing one another.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“This time I don't have enough time to pull back before he takes my hand. "You'll always be my love, that will never change. You'll always be the girl who became my whole heart when I barely understood what love was. I really thought we would make it until the end, you know? I hate that we didn't.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“I squeeze his hand to let him know that I get it, that I share his pain. That's the moment when I think I finally understand what my science teachers tried to explain when they talked about thermal energy. My atoms are in motion making a path from my fingertips where I connect with him, spreading to my whole body and getting me hotter by the second. All my molecules seem to be moving and vibrating on their own accord, faster and faster and making my hand feels tingly. Whenever I'm around him I always have this warmth that surrounds me. When I get all flustered because he is making me all hot and bothered without even meaning to, the heat starts to resemble a fever. Now, it's like a volcano erupted all over me. It's passion and love and suffering all smashed together and linked between our hands. A little ball of emotions that keeps expanding.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“The day I had turned twelve, I had asked him for a kiss. Not any kiss, Crisanto Tauli's kisses. Those were addictive. Butterfly-like, feather-light kisses. Fire-burning, all-consuming kisses. Middle kisses. All the kisses.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“Our breaths mingled, our mouths found one another and his hands gripped mine tightly as we kissed. For two hours. He never once stopped holding my hands, even when they were sweaty, and I never once stopped smiling, even when he was kissing me. Awkward was good, because it was with him. He made awkward perfect.
That day was the beginning of forever.
Nobody told me the road was going to be bumpy.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“I take a faltering step towards him, my blood pounding, my veins charged with pent-up energy begging me to run. I lace my hands around his neck and place my ear over his chest, listening to his heart. I trust him, he just needs to calm down. He's stiff at first. He sighs and his whole body deflates, melting against mine. The steady thuds in my ears slow down and he hugs me back, his mouth leaving a trail of sweet kisses on my head as his fingers softly scratch my scalp.”
― Tammy Faith, Broken Heart

“If they can get you asking the wrong questions, they don't have to worry about answers.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow

“Her bright green eyes pop against the smudged black mascara. There’s so much pain hidden inside those liquid pools, and I want to unravel her.
I’d like to soften up her edges till they’re so blurry I’m the only thing she can focus on, the only thing she can see. I need to light a fire where her heart has been left cold and hardened, rearranging her broken pieces around mine in a way I can make them fit together. I want to crawl inside of her so deep she can’t use me like she’s used to and then get rid of me and forget we happened.”
― Tammy Faith, Healing Love

“Your kisses. Your smile. You're pretty close to perfect to me.” I kiss her forehead, and draw circles with the pad of my thumb against her neck. She goes calm, like a hurricane suddenly becoming a light breeze.
She nods, letting go of me. Funny thing, it still seems like she's squeezing my heart.”
― Tammy Faith, Healing Love

“I found out a long time ago it's more fun being the wicked witch than the helpless princess.”
― Tammy Faith, Healing Love

“He's summer and I'm winter.”
― Tammy Faith, Healing Love

“Because that was what we all did—we searched for labels for people until we found one we thought might fit, and then we sighed in relief that we had placed them.”
― Erin McCarthy, True

“It was like watching two unicorns fucking," he told her. "All glitter and jizz.”
― Erin McCarthy, True