Eilish

“I couldn’t believe she hadn’t pulled away yet. I couldn’t believe I was standing here with her pressed up against no less than twenty percent of my body while I drowned myself in the scent of her hair. This was all I needed. All I’d ever ask. I could survive on this and I could be happy. Or something resembling that.”
― Kate Canterbary, In a Rush

“I don’t know if I can do it, get lost in the tidal wave of life. I could drown again. I could lose myself again.”
― London Sperry, Passion Project

“know it shouldn’t heat the space between my thighs. I’m sick.  I reach for the First Aid kit and a bottle of Smuggler’s Club whiskey. “Vodka.” My shoulders pull taut. “Since when did you start drinking vodka?” “Since you said you wouldn’t kiss me if I drank whiskey.”
― Somme Sketcher, Sinners Consumed

“Glass is always delicate, even if it’s sharp and shattered.” I pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. “It just takes someone picking up the pieces and forging them back together to make cathedrals.” I cupped her chin, craned my neck, and kissed her. “I’d worship you every day of my life if you let me.”
― Maggie C. Gates, Fire Line