“Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Open your heart and follow where it leads you...and remember, shoot for the moon.”
― P.S. I Love You
― P.S. I Love You
“Holly's theory about the army," Sharon explained.
And what is it?" Denise asked, intrigued.
Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.”
― PS, I Love You
And what is it?" Denise asked, intrigued.
Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.”
― PS, I Love You
“Ruby: ...What's so good about being 20? I call them the materialist years. The years we get distracted by all the bullshit. Then we cop on when we hit our 30s and spend those years trying to make up for the 20s. But your 40s? Those years are for enjoying it.
Rosie: Hmmm good point. What are the 50s for?
Ruby: Fixing what you fucked up in your 40s.
Rosie: Great. Looking forward to it.”
― Love, Rosie
Rosie: Hmmm good point. What are the 50s for?
Ruby: Fixing what you fucked up in your 40s.
Rosie: Great. Looking forward to it.”
― Love, Rosie
“She was tired of hugging pillows, counting on blankets for warmth, and reliving romantic moments only in her dreams. She was tired of hoping that every day would hurry so she could get on to the next. Hoping that it would be a better day, an easier day. But it never was. Worked, paid the bills, and went to bed but never slept. Each morning the weight on her shoulders got heavier and heavier and each morning she wished for night to fall quickly so she could return to her bed to hug her pillows and wrap herself in the warmth of her blankets.”
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“Friends and family came and went, sometimes helping her with her tears, other times making her laugh. But even in her laughter there was something missing. She never seemed to be truly happy; she just seemed to be passing time while she waited for something else. She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it? These questions went through her mind over and over until she reached the point of not wanting to wake up from her dreams--they were what felt real.
Deep down, she knew it was normal to feel like this, she didn't particularly think she was losing her mind. She knew that one day she would be happy again and that this feeling would just be a distant memory. It was getting to that day that was the hard part.”
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Deep down, she knew it was normal to feel like this, she didn't particularly think she was losing her mind. She knew that one day she would be happy again and that this feeling would just be a distant memory. It was getting to that day that was the hard part.”
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