I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I used to think of two people in love like that. Like puzzle pieces, fitting together. But it's not like that at… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
She's the ulimate heroine, strong-willed and independent, intelligent, loyal, but at the same time, she's not flawless, she's not above mistakes, or… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“It looked like a love poem, and I was jealous of whoever inspired the sort of devotion he must have felt to… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I say I don't believe in love, but that's not really true - love is just the name of an emotion. It's… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I'd always disparaged the games people played in pursuit of love--or the next hook up. The whole thing was a competition to… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I suppose love is never a sure thing, no matter what words are spoken. Love requires a leap of faith into the… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“If I met you last night, and brought you back to my place, or followed you to yours, and we had sex,… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“He gathered me into his arms and kissed me, one hand tangled in my hair and the other one caressing down my… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I'm a hopeful romantic who adores novels with happy endings, because there are enough sad endings in real life. — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
They call it 'falling in love' because it's less like stepping and more like tripping. Tripping is the part where you're still… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“She’d conjured love in the heart of a man whose soul had been frozen for years, anesthetized by too much pain and… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Love is not the absence of logic but logic examined and recalculated heated and curved to fit inside the contours of the… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“As logical as she is, she makes me feel reckless. I'm heedless of consequences. My plans and targets and goals and common… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“My mother always pouted that it was actually her paintings and not her charm, her beauty or her sass that made him… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
My last coherent thought, as Lucas took his time kissing and touching every part of me he could reach and my body arched into… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
Erin and I spent four hours shopping for dresses and shoes Tuesday night. She was going all out in her intention to make Chaz… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“This girl wasn’t tapping her fingers restlessly, though. Her movements were methodical. Synchronized. Sitting far enough to the left of her to study her… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred to me,… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“What the hell is it about brooding guys that’s attractive to women, anyway? I’ve become one since Dori’s call three weeks ago, and it’s… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That i'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me? — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“One of the reasons AA works is that the individual makes the decision not to drink, one day at a time. One hour. One… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in… — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
“Everything isn't fixable, and miracles are only happy twists of fate. Fate can so easily twist in the opposite direction.” — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
there's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; i used to be one — Tammara Webber Copy Share Image
