“She sits next to me for hours in the garage, talking nonstop, while I work on my motorcycle. She’ll sit and massage my feet while I practice guitar. I straighten her hair for her with the flat iron because she… — Carian Cole Copy Share
“I just want that magical feeling I wrote about years ago when I used to write the lyrics for the band’s rock ballads. I want crazy fucking love. I want someone that'll never let me go. I want to wake… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“She sits next to me for hours in the garage, talking nonstop, while I work on my motorcycle. She’ll sit and massage my feet while I practice guitar. I straighten her hair for her with the flat iron because she always misses that one spot in the back of her head. When we’re apart we text and video chat as… — Carian Cole Copy Share
“She’s like the star on top of the Christmas tree— that final glittering touch that brings it all together.” — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“So much power hides in words, and once you speak them, you give them life, and you have to accept the truth that comes… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“Toren can't make me feel that way. He's old. Okay, not old, but way older than me. He's practically family. He freakin' babysat me.… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“Did you forget?" I ask playfully, leaning a little closer to him, his hand on my neck pulling me forward, gently coaxing me even… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“Some walls need to be taken down, to get to a resolution. But other walls... those walls have to stay up to protect us.” — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“The power that words can hold is nothing short of amazing. They can hurt you, and they can heal you. Or, they can completely… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“I just want that magical feeling I wrote about years ago when I used to write the lyrics for the band’s rock ballads. I… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“because all I see when I look at him are eyes the color of a sky I ached to see but was kept hidden… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
“It was dark, and there was light. Flashing, burning. There was warmth, and there was ice. Melting, oozing. I was flying, but I had… — Carian Cole Copy Share Image
