That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?

Tammara Webber

Mots clés love needs parental-love



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When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

Tammara Webber


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Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount of scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there’s space for someone else, between the words and in the margins.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés first-love



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That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés humor-philosophy



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There are a million ways to lose someone you love.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés love loss heartbreak



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It isn't fair how I doubt him, and I wonder if he'll ever gather that my loss of faith extends further than I'd ever known it would, severing lines of trust and leveling my confidence like a city-flattening tornado.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés doubt trust loss-of-faith



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Oh No! My wings are effed up!

Tammara Webber

Mots clés angels wings fairy-godmothers



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I thought I dreamed you." The words whisper from my parched throat.
His head tilts to one side, his mouth shifting to something less sarcastic, more amused. "That may be the most enchanting thing I've ever been told after spending the night with a girl.

Tammara Webber


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Sorry, boyfriends everywhere—you’re doomed to sit through an hour and forty-seven minutes of syrupy drivel. The payoff? Between my face, Tadd’s abs and Quinton’s biceps, your girl will be ready for takeoff as soon as the credits roll. You’re welcome.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés reid-alexander



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Brooke?”
I puff out a sigh. “For chrissake, Reid, who do you think it is? And haven’t you put me into your contacts yet?”
“Yeah... It just says Satan, though, and I forgot I’d assigned that title to you.

Tammara Webber

Mots clés reid-alexander brooke reid



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