Shelly Crane

It's fate, but fate just gives us a nudge in the right direction onthe fast lane, I guarantee she doesn't have her hands in your pockets while she's doing it

The universe doesn't hand out blank cards to play. You will know your hand soon enough.

Because your soul, on this soulless planet, sticks out like one star in a starless sky. And it__ beautiful.

There is no gravity. The only thing holding me to this planet is you.

True love should not have to lie, cheat, or steal. The best kind of love finds you when you need it most.

It doesn't matter who you were or what you've done in the past. The only thing that matters is who you are right now.

You don't appreciate the things that come easy. The things we fight for are the things we keep with us forever.

I was just existing, but he made me want to live.

Her chest began to quake softly. "Why?" "Why what, sweetheart?" I said gently. "Why do you want me?" I didn't even have to think. "Because anyone who's been through what you have and can still come out in one piece on the other side is a beautiful creature that I want to know.

Fall, sweetheart. I'll catch you.

He leaned in close and spoke low. "Wow, I don't know what the hell I did to put that look on your face, but you need to write it down so I can commit it to memory.

What do you want to trust me with tonight?" A sigh escaped forcefully, waving the white flag that I was a melted, scorched woman at those words. "Anything," I whispered back.

Fly away home to a better place where everything is better, boys are never lost, and mothers don__ ever leave.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and held on as he showed me what love felt like. As he showed me that a kiss could change your entire world.

Jealousy is when you want something that you can__ have, something that doesn't belong to you. Being protective is defending what__ yours._ He leaned in, his hand closing around my jaw as his nose skimmed up to mine. __nd you better believe that I__l be protecting what__ mine.

Every day is its own infinity, every hour, its own eternity, every minute, its own forever.

When you will you learn that we all have our place, our parts to play?__ scoffed, wincing as the slices on my back pulled. __hen will you learn that it__ up to you if you play those parts or not?

We have to be bigger than the things we suffer.