“I think we've both had our share of people trying to fix us. It doesn't work. We can only fix ourselves. Let… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“He doesn't fix me, doesn't heal me. He just makes life worthwhile. He helps me remember to breathe, shows me how to… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
Forgetting is the mind's way of helping you heal. Helping you move on. — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I can tell you what I see. I can tell you what I know about you. I can tell you how I… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“My prerogative as your father is to break the face of anyone who fucks with you. And I will, whether you like it or… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Your brothers…do they all look like you?” I couldn’t help asking. I really couldn’t. He shot me the smirk again. “I’m the oldest,… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I'm in battle mode. Shut down. Hard. I'm not Hunter anymore. I'm Lance Corporal Lee, USMC. Semper Fi, bitches.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Empty Sex is like Pringles: You can eat million of them, but they never really fill you up. If you want to be truly… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I will always love you. You saved me, Rania.” “No, you saved me.” “We saved each other, then,” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take time and patience to get… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Nothing. It is nothing. Stop worrying about me." "I can't stop worrying about you.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
Compassion and pity are not the same: pity is looking down on someone, feeling sorry for them and offering nothing; compassion is seeing their… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“You’re so fucking gloriously gorgeous that I literally cannot stand it. I’m having to remind myself to keep breathing, because you take my breath… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Messy hair, uncombed, gel-free, un-styled and perfectly imperfect.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Reagan…god. Why is this so hard? He lifts his head, his eyes roaming, searching, wavering. He swallows and sighs, tries again. “I’ve never loved… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
You don't ever really let go, though. You don't stop. You don't stop hurting, you don't stop loving. It doesn't go away, you just… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“You saved me, you know. Life had me running. Had me by the throat, and I really was falling under, losing hope. And then… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
