Alma

“Can I take you out?"
The words don't immediately compute. For several seconds they float in my brain like driftwood, aimless, unparsable, and then this meaning dawns on me. "You mean you want to...murder me."
He winces. "Once again, what happened to you?”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“I don't regret any of it. Not the last few weeks, not today, not even saying 'someday' to that kid if that's what set this off. I don't regret giving you my heart, Phoebe. I just wish you'd taken more care with it.”
― Alicia Thompson, Love in the Time of Serial Killers

“I want you, Elsie. All the time. I think of you. All. The. Fucking. Time. I’m distracted. I’m shit at work. And my first instinct, the very first time I saw you, was to run away. Because I knew that if we’d start doing this, we would never stop. And that’s exactly how it is. There is no universe in which I’m going to let you go. I want to be with you, on you, every second of every day. I think – I dream of crazy things. I want you to marry me tomorrow so you can go on my health insurance. I want to lock you in my room for a couple of weeks. I want to buy groceries based on what you like. I want to play it cool, like I’m attracted to you and not obsessed out of my mind, but that’s not where I’m at. Not at all. And I need you to keep us in check. I need you to pace us, because wherever it is that we’re going… I’m here. I’m already right here.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Love, Theoretically

“Working out is modern couture. No outfit is going to make you look or feel as good as having a fit body. Buy less clothing and go to the gym instead.”
― Rick Owens