I know you not quite wellYet I foolishly surrender my mind to you. Slowly and carefully you have cast a spellNow my virgin heart only longs for you. There is no need to push, I am already falling. Once proudly tall, I’m no longer standing. Knowing well that I am doomed to misery,I will roll the dice and take delight in my suffering.

— Kamand Kojouri

There will be times when it seems that it would be best to just call him and see how he’s doing. Don’t deceive yourself, you don’t care about how he’s doing, you’re just craving him, don’t do it. You’ll only hurt yourself.

— Osayi Emokpae Lasisi

They tell us the only way to move on is to forget.“Forgive,” they say.Realise that you deserve better.That maybe they deserve better.You can't fight fire with fire.Extinguish it once and for all.'Do not look back,' they say.They don't tell you that only one thing is needed. Only one:love.When you are filled to the brim with love,you only emanate love.You become lover and love itself.Only then will you love even the very people you wish to hate.

— Kamand Kojouri

Jealous much, Matthews? Is it because I'm a favorite, or is it because you still want me?

— Alex Rosa

I’ve come to see “Bitches be crazy” as less a statement by men that women are crazy or even a reappropriated statement by women defending their own madness. Instead, I see the phrase and imagine a colon after “bitches,” rendering it a command to other women, a battle cry. It is a way of saying, “We took back ‘bitch’ already. And now we have come for ‘crazy.

— Alana Massey

Some people don’t realize what they have until it’s gone, but that does not always mean they are supposed to get it back.

— Stephan Labossiere

I mean, aren’t we all tormented by past relationships?

— Alex Rosa

Unbeknown to us, some of the people who we hope are missing us wherever they are do miss us; some miss someone else; and some are dead.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

He assaulted the man with a psychic wave. 'You are a cockroach.' In his inebraited state, Cody had no resistance at all to a vampire mind control. He fell to the floor and scurried around the foyer on all fours. 'I am a cockroach' he muttered in a squeaky voice. 'Hmm, about time you figured that one out,' Fidelia steped back as he brushed against her long skirt.

— Kerrelyn Sparks

He will be sorry for the way he treated you, Don't you worry about that. Focus on your growth and watch his eyes gaze in sorrow as he knows, he was the bastard that made you strong.

— Nikki Rowe