Mindy Landry

“Baby, I’m sorry,” he said dropping his forehead to mine in a rare moment of vulnerability. His voice was rough and shaky. “Help me. Please. I don’t know what I’m doing here.”
“What are you trying to do?” I asked.
He raised up, just enough to look me in the eye. “I’m trying to love you.”
― T.M. Frazier, Lawless

“I think I understand. Why all great things are sad. Why silence aches. Why people lose their way. Why when I see a lone figure, I wonder who she is missing and not who she'll meet. Why babies die when they're not touched. Why young girls cradle letters from strange boys with nameless pain upon their hearts. We're not meant to be alone. We're made with holes inside our souls. The only way to survive is to fill them. I think the catch is, you don't get to choose with what'.”
― Ella James, Sloth

“I’ll tell you what that was, Journal. That was divine intervention. Angel Alvarez was a solid buck fifty of Valtrex-and-crystal-meth-fueled trailer-park scrapper. I wouldn’t have stood a chance. I would have been liquefied on impact had I not been blessed with a guardian angel who wasn’t above tripping a bitch, not even a bitch named Angel.”
― B.B. Easton, 44 Chapters About 4 Men

“Naked truths aren’t always pretty.”
― Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us