Cm Quotes

Sebuah cinta memang harus diungkapkan karena tidak pernah ada cinta yang disembunyikan, kecuali oleh seseorang yang terlalu mencintai dirinya sendiri.

Setiap kamu punya mimpi atau keinginan atau cita-cita, kamu taruh di sini, di depan kening kamu jangan menempel, biarkan dia MENGGANTUNG, MENGAMBANG 5 cm di depan kening kamu jadi dia nggak akan pernah lepas dari mata kamu

Kemudian yang kamu perlukan hanyalah kaki yang akan melangkah lebih jauh, tangan yang akan berbuat lebih banyak, mata yang akan melihat lebih lama, leher yang akan lebih sering mendongak, tekad yang setebal baja, dan hati yang akan bekerja lebih keras serta mulut yang selalu berdoa.

Percaya 5cm di depan kening kamu

Sebaik-baik manusia adalah mereka yang bermanfaat bagi orang lain

Mimpi-mimpi kamu, cita-cita kamu, keyakinan kamu, apa yang kamu mau kejar, biarkan ia menggantung, mengambang 5 centimeter di depan kening kamu. Jadi dia nggak akan pernah lepas dari mata kamu. Dan kamu bawa mimpi dan keyakinan kamu itu setiap hari, kamu lihat setiap hari, dan percaya bahwa kamu bisa. Apa pun hambatannya, bilang sama diri kamu sendiri, kalo kamu percaya sama keinginan itu dan kamu nggak bisa menyerah. Bahwa kamu akan berdiri lagi setiap kamu jatuh, bahwa kamu akan mengejarnya sampai dapat, apapun itu, segala keinginan, mimpi, cita-cita, keyakinan diri.. Biarkan keyakinan kamu, 5 centimeter mengambang di depan kening kamu. Dan… sehabis itu yang kamu perlu cuma kaki yang akan berjalan lebih jauh dari biasanya, tangan yang akan berbuat lebih banyak dari biasanya, mata yang akan menatap lebih lama dari biasanya, leher yang akan lebih sering melihat ke atas, lapisan tekad yang seribu kali lebih keras dari baja, dan hati yang akan bekerja lebih keras dari biasanya, serta mulut yang akan selalu berdoa.. Keep our dreams alive, and we will survive.. [5cm]

Gantungkan keinginan lo 5 cm di depan jidat lo biarkan mengambang, mengambang seakan2 lo meraihnya.

There's a monster living inside of me, eating little bits of me everyday, and I can't seem to stop it. It makes me do things I don't want to do, say things I don't want to say.

Haters are my favorite. I´ve built an empire with the bricks they´ve thrown at me. Keep on hating...

saya mencintai negeri indah dengan gugusan ribuan pulaunya sampai saya mati dan menyatu dengan tanah tercinta

no saint goes without sinning, and no sinner goes without having some saintly qualities.  You can judge one for their mistakes, or you can love them for the flaws they try to correct. 

Stand up for what you believe in even if it means standing alone...

Relationships can't be measured with a clock or a calendar, Never. It's about getting each other. You get me, and I get you. That's the only thing I give a shit about.

kita jangan sampai mau diatur oleh keadaan , kalo bisa kita yg mengatur . kita harus selalu jadi kalimat aktif selalu pakai awalan me- , bukan kalimat pasif dengan awalan di-

The man was rude, crude, and inappropriate. I was taken with him the moment I walked in the door, and I knew the first moment I saw him that it was going to be raw, it was going to be ugly, and I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.

There are only three kinds of kisses in this world: secret ones that nobody sees, the fake ones that everybody sees, and the real ones that only two people see. This one was one of those and I'll be damned, but it rocked my friggin' world.

For every item that carries the darkness of humanity there's one that holds the light. And that light is worth believing in. Not just in others, but in yourself as well.

And a mistake made twice isn't really a mistake at all.

Semua persoalan di dunia pasti ada jalan keluarnya, tapi itu bukan dengan joget.

Books have ruined me for life.

When you start something, make sure that you're willing to take the time to finish it right because, honey, the work you put into it will be more than worth it in the end. The best things always are.

If I want reality, I’ll walk outside and breathe in the toxic air, dammit. I’ll take a look at my own miserable life. If I read or watch a movie, I’d better get a fucking happily-ever-after.

I had a sudden and irrational fear that I was going to turn into Anastasia Steele and start spouting off things about my inner goddess and referring to my fucking cunt as down there.

The hardest hearts are forged in fire; the weakest bend under their will. And revenge … is wicked sweet.

Please. Thank you. Learn it. Love it. Or be disappointed.

I take a step forward but Naomi stops me with a hand on my stomach. Like a lost, little puppy I obey. Good Lord, where did my balls go?

I could stand in the middle of Front Street shrieking like a banshee and nobody would notice me. You don't need magic to be invisible in a town like this. Being poor works just the same. So stand behind me and think quiet thoughts.

Straight edge means I'm better than you.

Reading. I can get lost in a world and spend days there. Besides, reading a book gives me a goal. It's that sense of purpose that puts a temporary bandage over my uncertainty and lets me waste away the rest of the day without anymore negative thoughts.

I didn't realize you could break your own heart by hurting someone else's. (Mackenzie)

Sometimes pain is pretty, to the people who have too much of it,

If it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be; but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic.

Just tell me you're mine, I'm yours, and you won't kiss, fuck or otherwise let any other man batter dip his corn dog with you.

He's my..." It takes me the longest moment in history to answer this question. "He's my soul mate.

Men come and go, but best friends are irreplaceable.

Nobody listens when bad girls cry.

When you exist in the ugly, you learn to live in the beautiful.

Prettiness is lent to you by youth; attractiveness is purchased with experience.

No lies, remember? I'm dead fucking serious here. I am like, head over friggin' heels, butterflies and puppies, hearts and fucking kitty cats in love with you.

When approaching me in public, do not be rude. Say please. Introduce yourself. Have manners. Be considerate. Otherwise you'll be disappointed.

Roses are red, Violets are blue, Never Ross, I heart the fuck out of you.

She felt trapped, but she didn't have to. The world is wide open and ready, waiting for us to escape this bubble and join it.

(...) before they actually admit to the big 'L' word. Love or lust - what's the big, damn deal? You're going to  fuck either way, right?

It wasn't necessarily that I wasn't a fan of fairies. Really. It wasn't that. It was that I wasn't a fan of being taken hostage by a group of fairies.

I pull my cigarette from my mouth and take a look around, meeting the eyes of my friends carefully,so they'll know how serious I am right now. First person to laugh gets punched.“I'm in love.

I can tell you that she changed my life, and I think, somehow, I changed hers. We're good for each other, Never and me. Just two tortured souls tangled together for life. Just two, tortured fucking souls in love.

I'm going to fall in love with him. I'm going to be head over heels and my stomach is going to hurt every time he walks into a room. I'm going to worry about him whenever he isn't there, and there are going to be times where I'll hate him. Because that's what love is. It's a kaleidoscope of emotions, all sorts of different colors blending together into one.

I think the day handwriting disappears for good is the day humanity is really and truly fucked.

I will always hear Tyson Monroe McCabe. Whether it's a whisper, a scream, no matter what Ty says, I will always hear him.

Ain't no way I'm letting her out of this now. Not after that confession. It was as epic as the fucking storm and ten times as unexpected.

Enjoy the ride because sometimes that's all you have. Sometimes, on the other side there's nothing but a trash can a whole bunch of people there to watch you throw up in it.

Those who look for a reason to fear will find one, and those without reason will follow.

People talk whether you're in school or not, but it doesn't dictate anything. You choose how much you allow people to rule you.

What makes you think I want to marry you?” “What makes you think you have a choice?

When you see another lonely traveler walking the same sad, strange path you almost fell off before … it's only right to see if you can guide them down a different road.

Your boyfriend's real fuckin' nice. What a cutie. I heart the fuck out of him. What a catch.

Tyson McCabe, my bad boy, my tortured soul, my little piece of dark with bits of light that glimmer like stars.

Once it becomes a secret, it's hard to let it out. If you don't keep it inside to begin with, it doesn't get the chance to fester and rot. So, honesty is my policy.

Perversion is just another form of art. It's like painting or drawing or sculpting. Except instead of paint, us perverts use sex as our medium. 

What they don’t know is that the hardest hearts are forged in fire. With their cruelty and their jokes and their laughter, they’ve forged me into something spectacular.

... Biarkan keyakinan kamu, 5 centimeter menggantung mengambang di depan kening kamu. Dan... sehabis itu yang kamu perlu... cuma..." ~ 5 cm

This baby let's me take my low E string from an E Note to a D and back in a flash without having to retune. It can cry like a baby and scream like a devil; it's got angel wings and horns both,and it'll kiss you at the same time it fucks you. Not many dudes can top that,right?

Your past doesn't have to dictate who you are, but it can help you discover who you're meant to be.

I want you to choose me for me. I want you to say fuck Noah Scott and mean it. When you can do that, really do that, come tell me. It'll happen, I know it will.

As he soars, he thinks, suddenly, of Dr. Kashen. Or not of Dr. Kashen, necessarily, but the question he had asked him when he was applying to be his advisee: What's your favorite axiom? (The nerd pickup line, CM had once called it.) "The axiom of equality," he'd said, and Kashen had nodded, approvingly. "That's a good one," he'd said. The axiom of equality states that x always equals x: it assumes that if you have a conceptual thing named x, that it must always be equivalent to itself, that it has a uniqueness about it, that it is in possession of something so irreducible that we must assume it is absolutely, unchangeably equivalent to itself for all time, that its very elementalness can never be altered. But it is impossible to prove. Always, absolutes, nevers: these are the words, as much as numbers, that make up the world of mathematics. Not everyone liked the axiom of equality––Dr. Li had once called it coy and twee, a fan dance of an axiom––but he had always appreciated how elusive it was, how the beauty of the equation itself would always be frustrated by the attempts to prove it. I was the kind of axiom that could drive you mad, that could consume you, that could easily become an entire life. But now he knows for certain how true the axiom is, because he himself––his very life––has proven it. The person I was will always be the person I am, he realizes. The context may have changed: he may be in this apartment, and he may have a job that he enjoys and that pays him well, and he may have parents and friends he loves. He may be respected; in court, he may even be feared. But fundamentally, he is the same person, a person who inspires disgust, a person meant to be hated. And in that microsecond that he finds himself suspended in the air, between ecstasy of being aloft and the anticipation of his landing, which he knows will be terrible, he knows that x will always equal x, no matter what he does, or how many years he moves away from the monastery, from Brother Luke, no matter how much he earns or how hard he tries to forget. It is the last thing he thinks as his shoulder cracks down upon the concrete, and the world, for an instant, jerks blessedly away from beneath him: x = x, he thinks. x = x, x = x.

Books—even erotic ones … especially erotic ones—are simply reflections of the human soul. Sometimes they're silly and sometimes they're exaggerated, but it's through that enhancement of the world that we can see both its beauty and its flaws.

...don't worry about how or why or when or what. You've spent your whole fucking life worrying about those things and it hasn't worked out. Follow your fucking heart and let yourself be happy.

Kidnap me and take me away. Throw me across the back of your bike and show me what it feels like to have the wind in your face and the sun on your skin, day in and day out. If it's anything at all like this then it must be heaven on earth. 

quote Quotable Quote “Mimpi-mimpi kamu, cita-cita kamu, keyakinan kamu, apa yang kamu mau kejar, biarkan ia menggantung, mengambang 5 centimeter di depan kening kamu. Jadi dia nggak akan pernah lepas dari mata kamu. Dan kamu bawa mimpi dan keyakinan kamu itu setiap hari, kamu lihat setiap hari, dan percaya bahwa kamu bisa. Apa pun hambatannya, bilang sama diri kamu sendiri, kalo kamu percaya sama keinginan itu dan kamu nggak bisa menyerah. Bahwa kamu akan berdiri lagi setiap kamu jatuh, bahwa kamu akan mengejarnya sampai dapat, apapun itu, segala keinginan, mimpi, cita-cita, keyakinan diri.. Biarkan keyakinan kamu, 5 centimeter mengambang di depan kening kamu. Dan… sehabis itu yang kamu perlu cuma kaki yang akan berjalan lebih jauh dari biasanya, tangan yang akan berbuat lebih banyak dari biasanya, mata yang akan menatap lebih lama dari biasanya, leher yang akan lebih sering melihat ke atas, lapisan tekad yang seribu kali lebih keras dari baja, dan hati yang akan bekerja lebih keras dari biasanya, serta mulut yang akan selalu berdoa.. Keep our dreams alive, and we will survive..

Havoc. They create it. They revel in it. They dispense it.

I know love because I know the absence of it, you know what I mean? Like, I know black because I've seen white, something like that.

I know love because I know the absence of it, you know what I mean? Like, I know black because I've seen white, something like that

I don't believe in second chances.  If someone will do something once, they'll do it again.

Amanda and I are fraternal twins, and our eggs were as different as Fabergé and scrambled.

Like the first time we kissed, the feeling of rightness settles over me. This is where she belongs. In my arms. (Theo)

Silahkan jd kritikus ttg apapun di negeri ini, tp jgn lupakan nasionalisme kalian. Jgn cm kaya kiritik tp miskin jiwa negarawan

Music is the metaphysical representation of our shredded hearts, all of our pain and anger, our love and joy, ground up and blended together. It saves people, and it destroys them. If it's anything in between, it's not really music at all, just noise.

When you fall in love, you disregard logic. Because logic and love are two sides of the same coin. Together, they make a beautiful sort of currency, but you can never look them both in the face at the same time. I like that. “Hey,

I was born with this horrible affliction that leaves me attracted to men. Why haven't they invented a cure for that shit yet? Check the facts. It's the world's deadliest disease. I kid you not.

I have a really nasty temper, and no restraint. I’ve basically got no impulse control, so I do whatever I feel like, the second I feel it. I’m also into really fucked-up sex.” I blinked. “Oh.” “Plus, since I got no impulse control, I tell girls I just met that I’m into really fucked-up sex.” “You don’t say.” “I’m a fucking mess,” he said, with the delivery of someone remarking about the weather, like, shrug, What can you do?

How can I save anybody when inside, I'm being drowned by my own demons? Swept away by my own sins. Haunted by ghosts and mistakes and what-ifs.

Bloody hell, but to have a guy like that, a guy who can't wait for you. I've only ever read this kind of passion in books, watched it in movies.

And no chick fucking either, unless we both agree to it, of course." Turner pauses and scowls. "Though I can't imagine sharing you with anyone. Makes me fucking sick to my stomach.

Straight Edge

We're one in the same, Ty McCabe and I, and he'll always, always get me. Even if nobody else does.

Why did you save my life?” “Because I would rather endure the hell of this Earth with you than spend an eternity in paradise without you,” he replied without hesitation.

I've been living in fear. I've been living only in books. Which is fine, but … I don't want to just read about romance anymore, Lili

Is that my life outside of these walls was already a living hell. This is just another level of Dante’s inferno, and I’m not afraid—not of any of you.

See, that's the thing with pain. Once it finds you and grabs hold, it doesn't let go easily. It's always there, a demon with reaching claws.

They used to be my tormentors, but now they’re my dark angels.

Hell is empty, and all the devils are here,” Oscar murmurs,

I’ve never heard someone say something as inane as “there’s a kettle in the cupboard” and have it sound like “I’m going to fucking murder you.” Impressive, I must say.

Some things break when you put too much pressure on them, but those shards they break into can be twice as deadly.

Do you know how hard it is to be offered the one thing you always wanted just after you've convinced yourself that you don't anymore? Just when you've accepted that you'll never have it? It's cruel. Worse than never being offered it at all.

If I ever believe in something again, and it turns out to be false, then not only will my body crumble beneath me, but so will my soul. I'll disintegrate, disappear into the wind and blow away. I'll be nothing. I'll blank out and the energy of who I was will just go away, melt into the ground and come back as something unimportant, like a dandelion or a caterpillar. I can't find it in my heart to care.

The only bearable thing about being human is that you can change, the second you feel like. Get it through your head that you changed, and cut yourself some slack before you fucking choke to death from all the apologies in your throat.

Welcome to the house of Gray and Graves where we never lie still and death is only the beginning ...

We both like Marlboro Reds, both eat pastrami and Swiss, and both have holes in our hearts big enough to swallow us whole. What the fuck?

For the record, the proposal was just a courtesy. You would have been mine regardless. -KANE

I don't want you out of my life... ever. I'm not scared of you at all. I'm pretty fucking scared of your dad, but that's a typical guy reaction to any girl's dad. -KANE

Your past is your foundation, and if it's crumbling then you've got nothing left to build on.

I just exist for this woman.

It’s amazing what desperation can do to a person. It can seep into the heart. Turn us into the very monsters we fight." -Vexis

Every step closer to the grave is one step further away from this hell we call life.

What I want is more than sex, more than just possessing her body. I want every fucking part of her. Her mind, her soul, her heart. (Theo)

We’re all fucking crazy. It’s the only way to be.

Men have selfish motivation, want, and desire tainting their vision; little girls have dreams, ambition, and honesty turning theirs crystal clear

We might live in the darkness, but that doesn't mean we're not allowed to enjoy the moonlight

It feels good to be protected—even if I know how to take care of myself.

Taruh mimpi-mimpi kamu, cita-cita kamu, keyakinan kamu, apa yg kamu mau kejar… Kamu taruh di sini… jangan menempel di kening. Biarkan… dia… menggantung… mengambang… 5 centimeter… di depan kening kamu… Jadi dia nggak akan pernah lepas dari mata kamu. Dan kamu bawa mimpi dan keyakinan kamu itu setiap hari, kamu lihat setiap hari, dan percaya bahwa kamu bisa. Apa pun hambatannya, bilang sama diri kamu sendiri, kalo kamu percaya sama keinginan itu dan kamu NGGAK BISA menyerah. Bahwa kamu akan berdiri lagi setiap kamu jatuh, bahwa kamu akan mengejarnya sampai dapat, apa pun itu, segala keinginan, mimpi, cita-cita, keyakinan diri… Biarkan keyakinan kamu, 5 centimeter menggantung mengambang di depan kening kamu. Dan… sehabis itu yang kamu perlu… Cuma kaki yang akan berjalan lebih jauh dari biasanya, tangan yang akan berbuat lebih banyak dari biasanya, mata yang akan menatap lebih lama dari biasanya, lapisan tekad yg seribu kali lebih keras dari baja… Dan hati yang akan bekerja lebih keras dari biasanya… Serta mulut yang akan selalu berdoa

Virginity is an abstract patriarchal social construct that has zero validity and exists for the sole purpose of commoditizing young women but go on, I’ll wait.

You're my brother, I miss you when you're away, I hate you when you hurt me, I love you when you're just yourself, I'm your sister when you do stupid things...

Sometimes you don't get to choose your partner. Life chooses it for you.

The world had turned to madness, and it was tainted red.

You can't just turn someone's world upside down and then leave.

He might be a bad boy, but even bad boys can be broken.

Love doesn't mean shit in the real world. It opens you up inside, fucks your soul crazy hardcore, but outside, it's just a weakness to be exploited.

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.

The threat is over, erased with violence and tiny porcelain hands so used to abuse they can stand innocent no longer.

A man who has looked himself in the eye will never again be afraid of another.

Fare-fucking-well, Miss Alice.” He pauses before turning away, shiny shoes scuffing against the filthy stone floor beneath our feet. “Try not to die before we meet again?

Beware of the quiet ones, for they carry the darkest fury.

but all I know is that you’re mine, and your ass is going to stay that way until I take my last breath.

There's a prime beef joke to be made here, I just know it.

It was wonderful what one could accomplish when one threw everything away

This time, I'm not kissing the prince to become the princess, I'm tonguing the villain to guarantee the destruction of others.

Falling in love is like catching an incurable disease. Yeah, maybe that doesn’t sounds so romantic, but it’s true. It’s incurable and it’s contagious as shit. It makes you want to have babies and raise kittens, pet butterfly wings and sleep with your head on somebody else’s chest. Love… man, it fucks with everything you are and everything you want to be. I like it and hate it.

I’ll never be a nice guy, and I’ll never be a saint, but if you’re game to let me try, I’ll make a valiant change. If you could only love me for the asshole that I am, then I swear to God I’d be the man you want to claim.

If you can think of your lover in six senses, then I'd say you're nailed. They've got themselves wrapped around your heart. And your cock. (...) Six senses? (...) Sight, sound, taste, scent, touch, and the other, that thing you can't figure out that means everything. 

Hot fingertips trail along the back of my neck, and I jump, whirling around to find an identical looking boy with an EAT ME sign around his neck.

Pity does nothing for the one being pitied. It’s an empathetic agony to the one doing the pitying.

You can't get hurt if you're already standing in the flames.

Like finding something beautiful … in a lie. Beauty is everywhere—if you know how to look for it.

Reading. I can get lost in a world and spend days there.

Basketball is a game with winners and losers, but if you play this game with your heart, you're always a winner.

To the tortured souls whose blood is the heartbeat of the earth. May you find your happily Never after

I have to go and learn my fate.

It'd be great if I actually got to have sex while being a slut. -ALYSSA

The dead tread softly... And those stalking the living tread even more lightly.

We have forged the type of bonds that only battle brings.

My mind and my sanity have both abandoned me.

Tidak ada yang pasti di dunia ini, satu-satunya yang pasti yaitu ketidakpastian itu sendiri

Sebaik-baiknya manusia, adalah manusia yang bermanfaat bagi orang lain..

As they stood in the heavy silence, they knew there was only one plague larger than the world's hostility--its indifference.

Remember, the person in the mirror is your harshest critic.

Your future is here.' He takes my hand and places it over his heart... (Keeley)

In my opinion, no saint goes without sinning, and no sinner goes without having some mainly qualitites.

I’ll tell you which demons to avoid.” She pauses and gives me another critical look. “Mostly though, you’ll want to stay away from the devils.

How shall I fear that from which I am protected by Heaven's wings?

Now I'm already trying to figure out how to get away from Brandon, so I can read. Why are guys in books so much less dickish than ones in real life? Cuter, too.

Some men sleep and dream. Some men have nightmares. You’re a nightmare, Bernadette, a beautiful nightmare.

I’m surrounded by my monsters now, but at least I hold the leash of some very pretty ones.

Twenty years ago I gave her something I've never given another woman - my vow. It may have been spoken with a child's voice, but it's the man's heart that will honor it now. (Henry)

The toughest fucking moments in life are the ones where the whole world is a big, fat unkown, where chance has more power to change your fate than you do. It's then that you're gonna want me, Sali, because me, I'm a sure thing.

I did what I had to do in that moment, and I'm proud of myself for it. I was hurting, yes, and maybe I overreacted, and but I can still feel, so there's hope for me. The one's who've forgotten how to feel, those are the ones who are lost.

There are only so many people capable of putting together words that stir and move and sing. When it became possible to earn a very good living in advertising by exercising this capability, lyric poetry was left to untalented screwballs who had to shriek for attention and compete by eccentricity.

What’s life like in the mountains?” “Why would you care?” Rhys snapped. “I’m wondering if everyone there is as grim as you. Two weeks is a long time. Are you ever going to smile?” “Are you going to keep asking stupid questions?” “On a regular basis.

Lilith,” he says, and he sounds so boy next door, so apologetic, that I can hardly even believe he's breaking up with me. [...] I told you - I told you - that guys like Copeland Park were the most dangerous. The nice ones, the sweet ones, the ones that promise that everything will be okay with a single look. They're the ones that fuck you over the hardest.

Bludgeoning, but the puppy is only to be hit exactly 7 times, and once this is completed, exactly 33.55 kg of Kingsford brand charcoal is to be placed on the puppy. 3 Samsung Galaxy s6 mobile phones are to placed around the puppy in a triangular formation, and each phone is to have both "Premium Tetris" and "Dog Barking Translator" installed on them. Once this is done, put a thermonuclear bomb inside the machine that is exactly 3 cm in width and 10 cm in height, and it is to be placed on the second Samsung Galaxy s6 placed in there. It is to be detonated using a functioning remote control made entirely out of sausages.

There's nothing more frightening than dead silence; I can't stand it. When it's quiet, that's when the bad memories and the awful thoughts ring loudest. I'd rather not hear their sinful soliloquies just now, thank you.

Milady, I'm very much interested." He grins, but there's a heat to it now that either I just missed before, or he did a damn good job hiding. "You're so … very much everything I never knew I wanted. You hate money. You hate assholes. You don't take shit. Darling, let me make you a princess.

The blood doesn't just stain the hands; it stains the soul, too.

Nice guys are easy to spot because they're so few and far between, like roses in a field of weeds.

her perception of egregious enfucktation in her current, present, and unfortunate familial circumstances.

Nobody could ruin us, Vic; we’re already ruined

Revenge is wicked sweet, but forgiveness is a virtue. Too bad I’ve never been holy.

Ian:kenapa nggak enak jadi cewek? | Riani:kalo suka sama orang nggak bisa bilang,bisanya nunggu doang,

Growing old is inevitable, growing up is not.

You shouldn’t have to love her less to love someone else and let them love you back.

When your friends are gone and you only can look at pictures, then remeber, that times and people change but that memories stay forever.

My therapist says it's because I have 'daddy' issues. Like that's supposed to mean something to me. How can I have daddy issues when I barely knew the prick?

Real life is real weird and sometimes, it just stays screwed up. And ugly. Real ugly.

When times get tough, I get tougher.

I did not expect to fall in love with this world, not so quickly, but with the blueness of the sky and the shimmer of the sun on the lake behind me, I am spellbound.

Naomi isn't just under my skin anymore; she's in my blood and my brain and all sorts of strange friggin' places that ache for her.

A real man never lets his lady slip by the wayside.

You're going to turn my tiger into a pussycat.

Grabbed my duffel, my toothbrush, and a signed copy of my favorite book. Just the essentials.

Es ist eine Leidenschaft, aus Liebe geboren, von Verzweiflung genährt und durch Trauer besiegelt.

What a lot of humans fail to see is that they don't need to do anything to be valuable--they already are.

Are you in?" I roll my eyes and try to kiss him again, but he won't let me. I pinch his nipples, and all he does is wink and growl at me. "Say it." "Fuck you" "We'll get there, Naomi. Be patient. But first, you have to say it." I keep glaring, but I feel my body melting, my shields and my walls crashing down in flames. "Say you're mine, tell me that you're my girlfriend." "You're my boyfriend," I say, and the words nearly kill me. "That's all you get for now. Best I can fucking do.

If you love seeing money in your pocket, you hate your current job so you want out or you are uncomfortable with long working hours then entrepreneurship might be a tough journey for you.

We are all haunted. Some more than others. We are all hurt in our own unique ways. But whatever happened to us, it doesn’t matter. None of it matters. You’ll be fine. Just never forget that you are not what happened to you. You are who you choose to become.

When the panties drop, dear God, girl, make sure you unhook at least one ankle or when he gets to that epic moment where he wants to kick your legs apart and ram you, you're not gonna be ready!

When you accept a person for who they are, you don’t choose bits and pieces. You accept every part of them, right down to the rotten bits. Because everybody wants somebody to love their rottenness.

Well, if you lived your whole life without socks, your feet would be just fine.  You wouldn't know the difference.  But, once you've had socks and felt their comfort in hard shoes, warmth in cold weather, and softness against the harsh floor, then you become a little spoiled, and you notice when they're gone.  You want socks again… a lot.

The past isn't something you run from; it's something you walk slowly past, taking pictures, making memories. You learn from the bad times and treasure the good ones, but you leave that view firmly entrenched in the rearview mirror. All I want to see out the windshield is my future.

Romance isn't defined by the place or the time or even the words that are spoken, it's defined by the feeling, the sense that you would do anything – anything – for this person and that they'd do anything for you.

Falling in love sucks. It's like being dragged into a black hole. Once you get caught in the orbit, that's it. There's no getting out. The gravity of the emotion crushes you down until you're nothing but that, (...)

Sometimes, when I'm reading a book, I get so into it that when I look up, I have to blink several times to remember where I am, who I am, what my life is really like. There have been so many times that I've wished I never did wake up, that I died in a dream of words and sentences and characters and romances.

Some nightmares are so persistent as to become an unreal reality. They're so frequent and so jarring that even though the dreamer knows she dreams, she can't seem to wake herself up. And when those dreams are based in the awful friction of reality to begin with? Well, that just makes things that much worse because waking up … you know there's no reprieve from the boogey man that hides beneath your bed. The monsters are real, and they've gotten inside your head.

I'm going to sit here with your weird fucking family who don't know me and think I'm some kind of punk rocker turned heroine addict while you dance the night away with Noah mother fucking Scott. And I'm going to do that because I love you.

The good thing about kids is that they'll tell you the truth, straight-up, no strings attached, no holds barred honesty. The bad thing about kids is that they'll tell you the truth, straight-up, no strings attached, no holds barred honesty.

Naomi's my girlfriend," I say aloud, just to test the words, see how they feel fucking across my lips. Ronnie flips a page in an old copy of Rollin' Strong magazine and ignores me. "Yeah, we heard. Sixteen times since we came in here," Josh bitches.

The drums being heard are the voices of the people. We know what we want but some fellows who think they know what's best for us organise themselves for us year in year out. Now every legislature is compromised and with no balls to Impeach the President Now.

His bike was lying against the curb, and he righted it, holding the handlebars. “What I do, I do out of hate, not humanity. Because punishing assholes gets me off—not saving victims. And actually all this . . .” He cast his gaze around us. “This isn’t doing a fucking thing for me. So if you’re not going to jump, I’d just as soon be home in bed.” Home. Well, there was one question answered. Face burning, I shook my head. “No, I’m not jumping.” “Great.” He slung a leg over his crossbar. Face utterly unchanged, the Badger drew his infamous Glock from inside his hoodie, took aim, and shot me in the thigh from five feet. “Ow, Jesus!” White paint exploded across my favorite jeans, and a bolt of exquisite pain promised a welt. “That’s for wasting my time,” he said, replacing the pistol. “I’m too fucking tired for false alarms, so next time have the decency to jump.” My slack mouth produced no words. I watched him glide away, silent and passive once more. As ever. I glanced at my palm, streaked with white from where I’d grabbed my leg. Looked and felt just like when a bird shits on your hair. You pray it’s a raindrop, but it never is. Fuck you too, Badger.

Say something, Bernadette,” Hael whispers, his voice husky with pleasure. “I want to hear your voice.” His request hits me like a brick to the chest, and for a moment, it's all I can do to sit there, feeling his hard length inside of me. My voice? Why? “Shut the fuck up,” is all I can think to respond with, and Hael laughs, letting me push him back with a hand to the chest.

The world was wrecked and withering, wrecked and full of fright: The Alice did her best to take … In the horrid sights— But this was hard, because it was The corruption of her life. The moon was bathed in blood and hate, It blotted out the sun The kings had got no business there Because their time was done— 'It's very rude of them,' she said, 'Slaughtering everyone!' The blood was red as red could be, The bones were dry as dry. You could not see a star because Gray clouds were in the sky: No angels flying overhead— There were none left to fly.

I want to keep kissing forever, tasting sultry Southern boy and good manners and a filthy fucking mouth, but I think he has other plans. “If you don't want this,” he whispers as he grazes my ear with his white, white teeth. “Then you better tell me now because once I get started, I ain't gonna be able to stop.

Instead, when I pull it back, there's a man sitting on a red chaise lounge, leaning back and smiling wickedly at me. Around his neck, there's a tag that says DRINK ME. “Oh, heeeell no,” I say, backing up suddenly, until my feet crunch over the shards of broken glass. Thank God I decided to wear combat boots instead of the awful heels my sister'd picked out for me. “What's the matter?” the boy asks, tilting his head to the side and letting the corner of his lip twist up in a smirk. “You're not thirsty?