magu

“If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?" He looked at me like he truly wanted to know, like my answer would mean something. There was always this sense of comforting safety in his voice. It was safe to tell the truth. So I did, even if it felt like telling your enemy where you hid your knives. "Love," I exhaled; that answer had been as easy as drinking water. It existed in all of my daydreams. "I want an all-consuming love. Not one that suffocates, but one that makes me so thankful that my chest feels physically overwhelmed with emotion. To have this silent, unspoken communication with a person through touch and gazes." I let out a tired breath. "I want to be noticed in a crowded room, I want to be the only person in a crowded room. I want to be wanted, truly wanted, and desired. I want to laugh and to sing and to dance with someone and not feel self-conscious over it because I love them and I'm confident that they love me. I want to be touched and kissed and held because I've forgotten what it feels like… and yet, I think I deserve it.”
― Liana Cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays

“the guy who wins you won’t treat loving you like a job. He’ll treat it like a privilege.”
― Piper Rayne, The Wild Card

“But that's what you do when you love people. Support their interests.”
― Elle Kennedy, The Dixon Rule

“I saw a quote once that said, “Don’t tiptoe through life. Let them hear every fucking sound.”
― Bella Matthews, Under Pressure