“I have no idea where he gets these ideas, but he sure knows how to get in my head, and make me want to spend every day with him. Understanding him, figuring him out, learning what makes him tick. This… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“If you ever lay a hand on me. Slap me, hit me, grab me, push me, anything. I’m gone. I’ll leave you and never… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Life id far more abrasive experiencing it's individual components than the sum itself” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“The feeling of pain never leaves. With every beat of my heart, I am reminded that it remains. It festers within me like an… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“I suppose a good recipe for life would be to allow nothing into it, knowingly at least, which is bitter. It’s disappointing we aren’t… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“I felt like we were a machine, working in unison with one another. This was perfect. With my eyes closed, there was no time,… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Children. Pay close attention to them. They grow up to be adults. The really heinous people we see on the news? The serial killers,… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“If we aren’t focused on living life to the best of our ability, we’re slowly dying a death that’s of our own choosing. The… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“I have no idea where he gets these ideas, but he sure knows how to get in my head, and make me want to… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Vivian Simon, I love you. But always know this,” he paused. “I pizz you. And no one else on this earth has that, baby,”… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“…you don’t give someone your love. They take it. Love is taken. And, when someone takes your love, you will know it…” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Life's greatest treasures will never be held, purchased or bartered for. They will only be felt.” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Get your little sticky note pad and get a new note, Kace. Write this on it. I’m coming, Kace. I’m coming for your heart,” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Because two people met, went on a date, and nothing went wrong. That, Marc, is love that is developed.” Then, she continued, “Then, there… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
