Jessica Sorensen Quotes - Page 3

I love you, Ella May," I whisper, kissing her cheek. "And one day I want to be doing this exact same thing at our wedding.

He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. "I promise I'll go easy on you." A naughty feeling dances inside me. "What if I don't want you to go easy on me?

I swear love is the most powerful emotion thats ever existed. It owns people, devours them, tears them open and bleeds them out from the inside, making them defenseless to everything. Hate is the same way. Hate takes your levelheadedness and even your sanity away from you.

I cling to him like he's what keeps me thriving. Because he is.

For the rest of my life?" His voice softens. "Do you want that, Ella May? Do you want me eternally, infinitely, forever, till death do us part?

Death. It's around more than people realize. Because no one wants to talk about it or hear about it. It's too sad. Too painful. Too hard. The list of reasons is endless.

Okay, I'm going to be completely honest here." I take a deep breath, because what I'm about to say is very real and more honest than I've ever been. "I don't want to be awayfrom you for that long.

I look into his eyes, no longer afraid what's in them, but afriad I'll lose what they carry.

See, the same old Ella still lives." He grins... "She just needed a little push out."... "No, she doesn't. She's gone forever." "Try all you want, but I'm bringing her back.

In the existence of our lives, there is a single coincidence that brings us together and for a moment, our hearts beat as one.

Even though I knew she wasn't going to jump, seeing her standing on the ledge made me realize that I want and need her in my life forever. She challenges me, pushes me, and pisses me off, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

But I trusted him once and I decide to do it again. I just pray to God he doesn’t shove me down and break me, because I’m already in too many pieces and I just don’t know how much more breaking I can take.

No. I just never wanted to throw them away. Even if they were broken. I still loved them.

I can handle scars, especially ones that are on the outside." I understand his meaning from the depths of my heart.

You're going to get yourself into a lot of trouble." "Why?" "Because of her right there. Do you know what Daisy would do if you ever cheated on her." "Move on to the next guy that told her she has nice tits." "Okay, you're probably right on that one.

There is something about someone trusting you enough with their secrets that it makes it easier to trust them. It’s like they’re opening their heart and in return yours should open up to them, too.

The guy behind the counter scratches his neck. “Are you being serious?” Her face is stoic. “Absolutely. I never kid about teddy bears.

It’s a moment I’ll remember forever, because it belongs to me.

I take my time because I love how it feels to carry her, the way she needs me, the way I need to protect her.

Alright, manly man,” he says. “Go prove that you’re a man.

The first time I'd ever felt happy-and I mean ever-was when I'd been lying in my bed, staring out my window, watching the stars shine harmoniosly with one another.

Stay here, baby … Trust me, okay? Don’t run.

Because people fear those who are different. And fear can make people do stupid things.

Pretend all you want, pretty girl. You and I know that deep down you’re secretly glad to be pressed up to my body.

But we all make mistakes. It’s how we fix them that makes us who we are.