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“Obsession is not love,
infatuation is not love,
when someone ignores you
or treats you poorly, carelessly,
or with indifference
that’s not love—
that’s a lack of love,
for yourself, for trying to fill
your missing pieces with theirs
but when someone is whole
and you are whole
and you act in kindness and benevolence, vulnerability
through strength,
love becomes an exchange
with another person—
and that is
its truest form”
― Love Her Wild
infatuation is not love,
when someone ignores you
or treats you poorly, carelessly,
or with indifference
that’s not love—
that’s a lack of love,
for yourself, for trying to fill
your missing pieces with theirs
but when someone is whole
and you are whole
and you act in kindness and benevolence, vulnerability
through strength,
love becomes an exchange
with another person—
and that is
its truest form”
― Love Her Wild
“When you want to take a picture, always cherish that moment. Don't let it get away.”
― Love in Focus, Vol. 2
― Love in Focus, Vol. 2
“Tell me again what you said at the revel,” he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.
“What?” I can barely think.
“That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.”
“I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”
He kisses me harder.
“I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”
― The Wicked King
“What?” I can barely think.
“That you hate me,” he says, his voice hoarse. “Tell me that you hate me.”
“I hate you,” I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.”
He kisses me harder.
“I hate you,” I breathe into his mouth. “I hate you so much that sometimes I can’t think of anything else.”
― The Wicked King
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