ou run, you do your crunches, I don’t give a fuck. But you lose any of that ass, those tits, those hips or your Buddha belly, just sayin’, babe, you lose me.
Kristen AshleyYou taste injustice, even if it’s fictional, really taste it,it has a way of doing that. Sometimes, you can never put the shoe on the other foot. We can’t go back in time and know what it was like to be a black person then. Even today, when things are supposed to be so much better, not one of you can understand what it’s like to be black, to live with the knowledge of what happened to your ancestry and still face injustice. But that book makes us taste it and, reading it, we know how bitter that taste is and we know we don’t like it. But that bitter wakes you up, and when you wake up, you open your mind to things in this world, you make yourself think. Then you’ll decide you don’t like the taste of injustice, not for you and not for anyone, and you’ll understand that even though all the battles can’t be won, that doesn’t mean you won’t fight.
Kristen AshleyStichwörter: life injustice black atticus-finch novel to-kill-a-mockingbird coloured-people
Even one voice in a wilderness of ignorance is a voice that is heard by someone.
Kristen AshleyStichwörter: truth knowledge power ignorance life-lessons
She stopped pushing but declared; "Prentice, I know how this works. Sure, she seems fine now. But in fifteen years when she's standing on top of a clocktower with an automatic rifle mowing down innocent bystanders, dont't call ME asking what went wrong.
Kristen AshleyStichwörter: lol-funny
You're cute in the morning," he told me.
"I am?" I asked.
"Cute and sweet."
"Mm," I mumbled, glad he thought that but I'd always been a morning person. I was a night person too. I was an anytime person when I wasn't stressy and in a bad mood.
One of his hands left my back and I watched his eyes get heated and intense as they studied my face.
Then he did something beautiful, something amazing, something that, if I'd had any doubts as to my certainty, they would have disintegrated.
He tenderly slid the backs of his knuckles against the skin of my cheek while he muttered, "A year and a half. Totally fuckin' missed out.
Stichwörter: hawk
When my phone rang at the bakery, this usually meant someone wanted to order a birthday cake.
When Brock’s rang at the Station, this usually meant someone had a cap busted in their ass.
My job was WAY better.
Then he dipped his head, touched his mouth to mine and then lifted it away before he whispered, "Yeah, and I'm fucking glad you did. You were magnificent, sweetness. Fuckin' phenomenal.
Kristen AshleyI looked back into his eyes. "You're married?" "Yeah," he confirmed. "She's lucky," I whispered and he grinned his shit-eating grin again. "Sorry, Tess, that's me." Great freaking response. So great, I felt my face go soft and I smiled. "Bet she thinks differently." His face went soft too and he replied, "Yeah, she does, one of the many reasons she makes me lucky.
Kristen AshleyLady, we’re not sleeping, we’re resting then we’re fucking some more. Last time I’ll say it. Not done with you, got things I want to do to you and I’m doin’ them.
Kristen AshleyStichwörter: hopper
This is the us you wanted us to be, Gwen.
Kristen AshleyStichwörter: romance us daydreams
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