“Jared. I have a past" I almost whispered "Who doesn-" I interrupted him "Please just let me speak and then you can… — Mercy Cortez (LiveForeverAnon Copy Share Image
“I pulled him in and kissed back, and he threw his hands through my hair, his tongue licking hard over mine, picked… — Mercy Cortez Copy Share Image
“Tears flood in you your eyes burning your heart scars with my name scratched deep My face is gone my heart betrayed… — Mercy Cortez (LiveForeverAnon Copy Share Image
“Welcome the small cracking of your hard-clodded shell, Embrace the warm sting of tears, Kiss the shadow which frightens you awake as… — Jacob Nordby Copy Share Image
“Love rips the shit out of you and puts you back together like a broken toy, with all kinds of cracks and… — Kristin Hannah Copy Share Image
“I'm bad for you. I told you I will break you and I will. I wish I knew how not to. I… — Mercy Cortez (LiveForeverAnon Copy Share Image
It is easy to be liked when the world has no jagged edges, when life is electric blankets and peach ice cream.… — Rick Bragg Copy Share Image
My life is not packaged, Not tidy. There are leftover strands and jagged Edges that cut even my friends. — Walter Dean Myers Copy Share Image
When I wake, a piece of sharp green glass on the floor is cutting into my hand and I know it's a… — Ibi Kaslik Copy Share Image
“I feel too much, I leave too much unsaid, I think too much, I chew on words unspoken, jagged edges carve me… — Cody Edward Lee Miller Copy Share Image
“That would probably kill me, so I knew he was exaggerating, but it made me feel soft inside. Nervous too, but soft.… — Heidi Cullinan Copy Share Image
“Chubs didn’t have to finish. I knew what I’d been when I’d found them: a terrified splinter of a girl who had… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
If you look at a record under a microscope, the high frequencies are short jagged edges... and the low frequencies are long… — Herb Alpert Copy Share Image
“Mountains should be climbed with as little effort as possible and without desire. The reality of your own nature should determine the… — Robert M. Pirsig Copy Share Image
“Glowing in my heart, like the flames of quaint fireplaces. Craving, burning inside as molten rocks of volcanoes, burning slowly in unmoved… — Amany Al-Hallaq Copy Share Image
I am a star. My jagged edges, sharp and piercing. My sides are just lies, acts I put up to keep them… — Gaolee Copy Share Image
“I did not know the work of mourning Is like carrying a bag of cement Up a mountain at night The mountaintop… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
“One of all the terrible effects of grief is that we interpret its absence as egotism. It’s impossible to explain what you… — Fredrik Backman Copy Share Image
“It rushes through me, like razor sharp poison, jagged edges catching my skin, tearing me apart on the inside. Everything. Every blissful… — Jessica Sorensen Copy Share Image
There's something cool, even on a philosophical level, about understanding the bigger picture and exploring faith, if you will, in a very… — Corbin Bernsen Copy Share Image
“Beautiful doesn't begin to describe it. A flower is beautiful. But this is beautiful the way that a person is beautiful- terrifying… — Jeri Smith-Ready Copy Share Image
“I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where'er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
I'm the light skinned version of Mandingo, I've seen more Beatles and Jagged Edges than Ringo. — Ludacris Copy Share Image
