Gn Love Quotes

On one hand the eternal attraction of man towards femininity (cf. Gn. 2:23) frees in him-or perhaps it should free-a gamut of spiritual-corporal desires of an especially personal and "sharing" nature (cf. analysis of the "beginning"), to which a proportionate pyramid of values corresponds. On the other hand, "lust" limits this gamut, obscuring the pyramid of values that marks the perennial attraction of male and female.

You were the best part of my life; I do not regret making friends with you… I will wait for you till the end of my life… This time I won’t force you to come near me, take your own time. If you feel you can return me my best friend, just type me a small – Hi… or GM or GN… I won’t force you to type the complete words, as I don’t want to waste your time for me… I Love You (As a best friend). Missing you very badly… Waiting for my Sid…

Yes, god, yes, I fucking loved it.

When God saw that Abraham had not withheld his only son, he swore to bless all nations through Abraham’s seed (see Gn 22:15-22). Since the blessing of a father is reserved for his family, this oath is nothing less than God’s pledge to restore the human race as his own worldwide family. That is why the establishment of the Catholic Church must be attributed to God’s faithfulness and power. It represents nothing less than the historic fulfillment of God’s sworn covenant to Abraham.

iGnItE mY lOvE, iGnItE only those who cannot express themselves intelligently would resort to such crude substitutions in vocabulary. Warner is such a bad bitch ✨

I really loved you, you know.” She sighs sleepily. “I wish you didn’t leave me.” Those words are like a fucking dagger to my heart as she falls into a deep snore.

I like who I like, love who I love, and fuck who I fuck. Why the hell should I have to label that to fuel someone else’s understanding of me?

I love you, Rebecca, and I will fucking die before I let anything happen to you again, you’re mine and if I have to protect you with my life, I will.

Love is me rotting away in a fucking cage while you fucked your way through more whores than I can even stomach thinking about, just so I could keep you safe.” Shove. “Love is me putting on the show of my life just so he didn’t fucking hurt you to punish me.” Shove. “Love is me begging with every bone in my body that you would charge in there and save me, only to pray with every hope in my heart that you stayed away.

Love is dangerous, poisonous, a destructive vine that wraps itself around your heart and squeezes the life right out of you.

There are moments in time that will stay with you forever. Little snippets of your life that your brain will capture and hang onto. Other moments will slip by in their insignificance, but some will hold so much sense and purpose to you that you can never let them go. The first time you fall in love, the first time your heart is broken, the first time you break a heart. It’s an endless loop of big moments that make up your life and the people you love. It’s those memories that will cling to you on your deathbed when you talk about your regrets.

Sometimes we fall in love even though we know we can never have that person, and it’s not their fault for not loving us back, it’s ours for believing they ever could.

Rebecca O’Sullivan has loved me since she was fourteen years old, and now I am just realizing that in my own way, I have loved her since then too.

I look back to Kill. “You are the watcher. You love to see them take me; it makes you so fucking hard.” I can see their control ready to break, and I decide it’s the perfect time to offer up a secret they think I don’t know. “Question is Kill, would you want me to suck your cock first?” I look at Ezra. “Or E?

Fine. You are the one for me, Rebecca, you always have been, and I'm sorry it took me so long to admit that, but I do. I love you, Princess, always have, always will. And if I have to carve my heart out from my chest and give it to you, just say the word. It’s already yours, and I don’t care if you put me on my knees everyday for the rest of my life, for you I will fall, every single day I will fall.

At fourteen years old, your first love is always going to be a disaster, but I didn’t have just one, I had three. All of them older than me, smarter than me, and completely out of my reach. But that didn’t stop me from following them around for the next four years.  I bided my time, waited for them, let them run havoc, fucking endless amounts of whores, but that stops now. Tonight is my eighteenth birthday and there is only one thing I want.