Christina

“I live you, Sky," he says against my lips. "I live you so much.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“I’ve been looking for you my whole damn life.”
― Colleen Hoover, Hopeless

“If God made all our faces, did he laugh when he made me?

Does he make the legs that cannot walk and eyes that cannot see?

Does he curl the hair upon my head 'til it rebels in wild defiance?

Does he close the ears of a deaf man to make him more reliant?

Is the way I look a coincidence or just a twist of fate?

If he made me this way, is it okay, to blame him for the things I hate?

For the flaws that seem to worsen every time I see a mirror,For the ugliness I see in me, for the loathing and the fear.

Does he sculpt us for his pleasure, for a reason I can't see?

If God makes all our faces, did he laugh when he made me?”
― Amy Harmon, Making Faces

“Why do you keep pinning me to doors?” Her voice is the sexiest rasp, and I have to bite back a groan. I smirk instead and bring my lips to the shell of her ear. “Maybe I need to make sure you stay where I want you,” I say, then bite down lightly on her earlobe. She arches her body into mine, and I blow out a slow sigh through my nose. Holding back. Waiting. “You gonna run, Astraea?”
― Brit Benson, The Love of My Next Life