447 Quotes by L.J. Shen

People are apples. Good apples. Bad apples. Too ripe or too raw. Hard or soft. Sweet or sour. And in every apple, there’s a core. A heart. Something that makes them uniquely themselves.

Vanity cost us every single thing we achieved for ourselves. Our athletic career. Friends. Family. Our love interests.

People were like onions, made of lots of layers. The deeper you went, the rawer the layer.

Troy Brennan was the devil, but sometimes, even good girls wanted a healthy dose of evil in their lives. He’d.

And this is the part they don’t tell you about losing a loved one to cancer: They’re not the only people being eaten alive. When they get it, you get it. The cancer nibbles away at your time with them, feasts on the happy moments, feeds off every second of bliss. It devours your paycheck and savings. It nourishes itself on your misery and multiplies in your chest, even if you don’t have it.

I Hate Being Bipolar. It’s Awesome!

I’ve loved you in secret, and I’ve loved you openly in front of both our worlds, and if you think I’ll stop loving you if you put an ocean between us, you’re dead wrong.

Is it you that I love. It is you whom I want. It is you whom makes living a spectacular thing I want to experience, rather than participate in reluctantly, every day.

I loved you when you hated me, I loved you when I thought you were indifferent to me, and I loved you when you were on the fence about me. But when I realized you loved me back? All bets were off. The world kept spinning. Days went by. Things changed – other than one thing, my love for you.