Tammara Webber Quotes
Whenever I appeared to have won an argument, Mom would say something like, 'Even broken clocks are right twice a day.
Now don't laugh 'cause I just might be...the soft curve in your hardline. (from the song "Hardliners" by Holcombe Waller)
Really, he could have just punched me in the stomach, because my brain refused to comprehend the words he was saying. A physical assault, it might have understood.
I was sure you 'd dropped the class, which made me selfishly ecstatic. Without even knowing i was doing it, i started looking for you on campus.
I don't know why it's so hard for me to say those three words. Most guys throw it around like breath, like bait.
And then she told me she didn’t want someone who needed her in order to be a better guy. She wanted someone who was better by himself, with or without her.
I’ve come to ask how you do it. How you feel what I know you’re feeling and then walk away like that.
I breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.
As we lay in the semi-dark hours later, we faced each other, sharing his pillow. I'd never felt more connected to anyone.
I'm going to arrange you, if that's okay?" I swallowed. "Uh... sure." My hands were clutched to my ribcage, my shoulders hunched almost to my ears. What, this isn't how you want me positioned?
They call it 'falling in love' because it's less like stepping and more like tripping. Tripping is the part where you're still trying to remain upright
That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.
But I'll say this, if what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding
But even if you have what everyone else wants- if it isn't what you want, it isn't what you want
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 falling in love.
As for being somewhere you're not supposed to be - maybe you're here for a reason, or there is no reason.
I'm trying to protect you. From myself. I don't do..." he swung a finger back and forth between us"...this.
"You're full of contradictions, Ms. Wallace." I looked up at him and arched a brow. "I'm a girl. That's part of the job description, Mr. Maxfield."
I've been known to slum it and shop in the gag-him-and-bag-him aisles, believe it or not.
I tilt her chin up and bend my face to hers, silently praising every woman who's had a hand in making her who she is.
His hands reached for me, gripping my hipbones and pulling me forward. he stared down at me, his voice low. "There are some things I will make time for, Jacqueline.
His breath in my ear, he ran his tongue along the curved edge, sucking the fleshy lobe and my small diamond stud into his mouth, and my eyes drifted closed while I babbled a weak sound of longing.
"Choosing to be with you, isn't a difficult decision, Jacqueline"... "It's easy. Incredibly easy."
He took one of my hands in his, and I brought the other to his face, wondering how his eyes could look like chipped ice and still warm me to my core.
Ugh! Erin. You have a one-track mind." She smiled deviously. "I prefer to think of it as target-driven.
What will you do with them?" "Redo them in charcoal, probably." "And then?" "Tack them to my bedroom wall." Bedroom wall? "Who wouldn't want to wake up to this?
Say stop, whenever you want to stop. Understand?" I nodded. "Do you want to stop now?" My head moved back and forth to the pillow. "Thank God.
If someone had asked, How does this compare to kissing Kennedy? I would have answered, "Who?"
