Emotions is evil. People who make me feel are worse. I take comfort in the stone inside of me. If I don't feel, I don't hurt.
Katie McGarry
Here's the thing- I love you and I love her, but I swear to God I'll kick your ass if you hurt her.
friendship
Dear Lord, I think I broke something, like my liver.
funny humour
I barely brushed towards her cheek as I moved towards her mouth, her nails tickled my chest, driving me insane. Kissing her became my single reason for breathing.
desire romance ya heartache baby
Quiet anger frightens me. The drunks, the idiots, the ones that rage easily - them I can handle. I know when to step out of their way. It's the ones that hold the anger in, the men that think about what they do and how they do it, that scare me. They're the ones that cause damage.
anger
How many more of us are faking the facade? How many more of us are pretending to be something we're not? Even better, how many of us will have the courage to be ourselves regardless of what others think?
courage be-yourself
The worst type of crying wasn't the kind everyone could see--the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.
pain depression sadness crying hurt grief
I saw the world in black and white instead of the vibrant colours and shades I knew existed.
depression sadness grief
It's like I have this large black hole in my brain and it's sucking the life out of me. The answers are in there so I sit for hours and stare. No matter how hard and long I look, I only see darkness.
There are edges around the black and every now and then a flash of color streaks out of the gray. But I can never really grasp any of the slivers of memories that emerge.
depression sadness memories remember remembering trauma ptsd
emotion
I love you enough to never make you choose.
family
Not sure how I felt about Antonio and Echo, I linked my fingers with hers. Antonio cocked a surprised eyebrow.
cute sweet territory
Baseball isn't just a game. It's the smell of popcorn drifting in the air, the sight of bugs buzzing near the stadium lights, the roughness of the dirt beneath your cleats. It's the anticipation building in your chest as the anthem plays, the adrenaline rush when your bat cracks against the ball, and the surge of blood when the umpire shouts after you pitch. It's a team full of guys backing your every move, a bleacher full of people cheering you on. It's.. Life
baseball passions
Do you think we can just take it on faith right now that I want you, you want me, and we'll figure out the happy ending part later?
cute
I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much.
funny karma
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