Broken Quote by Rebecca Godfrey Download Open image “Broken locks and bruised knees and borrowed lipgloss and rain on the streets” — Rebecca Godfrey ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Broken Knees Locks Rain Streets
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Broken bottles, broken plates, broken switches, broken gates. Broken dishes, broken parts, streets are filled with broken hearts. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
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I ripped all the cartilage out of my hip in a water ski jumping accident. I am a bit accident prone. — Chesney Hawkes Copy Share Image
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“That girl in the backseat of the beater, I wonder if she's bored d restless, stuck in this small town, hating the slow, stoned laughter and the same rock song on the radio. I hope she caught a glimpse of me through the steam. Even if she only saw my tear widen and my legs kick off the ground, she… — Rebecca Godfrey Copy Share
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I saw this girl dancing, and I moved closer to her because I liked the way she looked, haughty and sexy but not in… — Rebecca Godfrey Copy Share Image
Broken by hardships, disappointments and tragedy, people can become discouraged and cynical. But lives can also be mended. Put back together well, they won't be just like they were before. Damaged pieces reassembled with a golden bonding of patience and love will help form a person into an exquisite masterpiece. It is as if people have to be broken before… — Steve Goodier Copy Share
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Rome, believe me, my friend, is like its own Monte Testaceo, Merelya marvellous mass of broken and castaway wine-pots. — Arthur Hugh Clough Copy Share Image
