Ayla

“He’s drop dead gorgeous and more popular than Justin Bieber. Well, at least before Beebs went off the rails.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Deal

“There is a misery of the body and a misery of the mind, and if the stars, whenever we looked at them, poured nectar into our mouths, and the grass became bread, we would still be sad. We live in a system that manufactures sorrow, spilling it out of its mill, the waters of sorrow, ocean, storm, and we drown down, dead, too soon.”
― Andrea Dworkin, Woman Hating

“He pulls in a pair of his old muddy, rain boots from when he was thirteen or so and tosses them across the floor at her.”
― Penelope Douglas, Credence

“There’s this idea in psychoanalysis that I’ve always liked.” Julian pulled himself closer and rested his head in the crook of Paul’s arm. “It’s that what we call ‘love’ is actually letting your identity fill in around the shape of the other person—you love someone by defining yourself against them. It says loss hurts because there’s nothing holding that part of you in place anymore. But your outline still holds, and it keeps holding. The thing you shaped yourself into by loving them, you never stop being that. The marks are permanent, so the idea of the person you loved is permanent, too.”
― Micah Nemerever, These Violent Delights