Best 14 quotes in «where she went quotes» category

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    But I'm still standing. I'm still breathing. And somehow, I'm okay.

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    But that's the thing with death. The whisper of it descent travels fast and wide, and people must've know I'd become a corpse because nobody even came to view the body.

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    Porque de pronto, quiero escuchar sus huesos crujir. Quiero sentir la suavidad que ofrece su carne, escuchar su grito de asombro mientras el hueso de mi cadera se estrella contra ella. Quiero tirar su cabeza hacia atrás hasta que su cuello está expuesto. Quiero rasgar mis manos por su cabello hasta que su respiración sea entrecortada. Quiero hacerla llorar y lamer sus lágrimas. Y luego quiero llevar mi boca a la de ella, devorarla en vida....

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    Es sólo un día, un periodo de veinticuatro horas para superarte a ti mismo -Adam

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    For my first recital ever, they gave me a cello. And for this one, they gave me you.

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    Everyone loves New York City for all these different reasons. The culture. The mix of people. The pace. The food. But for me, it's like one epic Easter egg hunt. You're always finding these little surprises around every corner.

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    Her eyes were open, then on me again like they never left.

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    A journey of a thousand miles starts with just ten digits.

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    TIME HAS A WEIGHT TO IT AND RIGHT NOW I FEEL IT HEAVY ON ME.

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    You dumb-ass," I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. "You don't share me. You own me.

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    I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.

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    I WANT TO CUT THROUGH THE SPACE THAT SEPERATES US.

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    We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mia's legs are off the ground, wrapped around my waist, her hands dipping in my hair, my hands tangled in hers. And our lips. There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make up for as they find each other. We kiss. The electric current switches to high. The lights throughout all of Brooklyn must be surging.

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    I`m surrounded by people and feel alone.