“Death, like fiction, is brutal in its symmetry. Take this story and strip it down -all the way back- until you are… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Here are the words that have brought me to a new understanding. Here are the words that will bind us forever. From… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Where are you?” She asked. “I have been searching all my life.” “Stop looking for me,” Love replied, “and I will find… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Audrey, if you had the choice, would you rather be his muse or be in his arms?" "I want to be both.… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Love is a game of tic-tac-toe, constantly waiting for the next x or o.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“In Two Parts You come and go so easily, your life is as you knew— while mine is split in two. How… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“We spoke on the phone for the first time that morning. My back against the chest of drawers, my knees tucked under… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“A bird who hurt her wing, now forgotten how to fly. A song she used to sing, but can't remember why. A… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Ana was the original sad girl. She held the unofficial title long before her death. We all became sad girls after that. At her… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“For the past has taught to not be caught, in what is not worth pursuing—” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“But i would love to write something, maybe a book. I want to travel to a small town someday - one with fir trees… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I remember our sorrows in shades, like the gray of the shadows, which loomed that day, and the white in his lie when he… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Without a doubt, I must read, all the books I've read about. See the artworks hung on hooks, that I have only, seen in… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Xs and Os Love is a game of tic-tac-toe, constantly waiting, for the next x or o.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I miss talking to him. Every time I come across something I think he'd like, I just wish I could call him up or… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Because sooner or later, all kinds of love - crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I know you’ve lost someone and it hurts. You may have lost them suddenly, unexpectedly. Or perhaps you began losing pieces of them until… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“You were you, and I was I; we were two before our time. I was yours before I knew, and you have always been… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
