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350 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 3, 2014
Devastation surrenders, desperation consumes, life splutters, and yet my soul clings.
Superman.
"I swear to God she's the only air my body can breathe. Fuck if she's not everything I need and nothing I deserve."
"I want to be your motherfucking checkered flag, Rylee. Your pace car to lead you through tough times, your pit stop when you need a break, your start line, your finish line, your goddamn victory lane."
"I hold tight letting him know that no matter how far he falls, I'll catch him. I'll always catch him."
"We can do this… It's just this selfless girl and this healing boy and we can really make this work."
"God, I fucking race you."
"I want every inch of you trembling, fucking shaking, begging me to take you, Ry, because fuck if I won't be doing the same. I want to be your sigh, your moan, your cry out in pleasure and every fucking sound in between."
“This is love. Me and him, making it work. One being strong when the other is weak. Thinking of the other first when they know their partner is going to feel pain.”
“I try to cover my ears like a fucking little kid because it’s too much. All of it—the words, the fear, the fucking hope that I just might in fact be a little bent and not completely broken—is just too much.”
“I want to be your motherfucking checkered flag, Rylee. Your pace car to lead you through tough times, your pit stop when you need a break, your start line, your finish line, your goddam victory lane.”
“I want him to know that his pain is my pain. His shame is my shame. His adversity is my adversity. His struggle is my struggle. That he no longer has to battle it along, body and soul stained in silent shame.”
“Because we need to crack. We need to break. Only then can we pick up each other’s pieces and make each other whole again.”
“I’m not expecting anything anymore because if being with Colton has taught me anything, it’s that our love isn’t patient, nor is it kind, it’s just uniquely ours.”
“You—Colton Donovan—stepped foot into a grocery store?”
“Yep.”
“And it wasn’t just to buy condoms?”
I can’t help it now. I love fucking with him. It’s just too goddamn easy.
“Nah, no longer a requirement when you hold a frequent flier card to the barebacking club.”
“You were the one thing I never wanted—never, ever expected in my life—an fuck if I can live without you now. You test me and tempt me and make me look at the truth I don’t want to face and are stubborn as hell, but God, baby, I wouldn’t want you any other way. Wouldn’t want us any other way.”
**Re-read from May 18 to 23, 2018**
"ultimate motherfukcing checkered flag"
Ms. Bromberg, I RACE YOU!!
”Hurting is feeling and feeling is living, and isn’t it good to be alive?”
”Remember, life isn’t about how you survive the storm, but rather how you dance in the rain.”
His past, his fears, his shame.
My past, my fears, my grief.
”We can do this… It's just this selfless girl and this healing boy and we can really make this work.”
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“Relationships aren’t easy. They’re hard and can be brutal at times…but those are the times you learn the most about yourself. And when they’re right,” I pause, making sure his eyes are steadfast on mine, “they can be like coming home…finding the rest of your soul…”
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‘Fuck if she’s not everything I need and nothing that I deserve.’
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I squeeze her a little tighter, not wanting to let her go just yet because, fuck, what racer doesn't want to holdon to their checkered flag a little longer?
At least I know mine waves only for me.
My kryptonite.
My alphabet, motherfucking A to Z.
My fucking Rylee.
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“I accept you, I tell him. All of you. The broken parts. The bent parts. The ones filled with shame. The cracks where hope seeps through. The little boy cowering in fear and the grown man still suffocating in his shadow. The demons that haunt. Your will to survive. And your spirit that fights. Every single part of you is what I love. What I accept. What I want to help heal.”
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My handsome, arrogant rougue.
A little cocky.
A lot imperfect.
And completely mine.
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“You were the one thing I never wanted—never, ever expected in my life—an fuck if I can live without you now. You test me and tempt me and make me look at the truth I don’t want to face and are stubborn as hell, but God, baby, I wouldn’t want you any other way. Wouldn’t want us any other way.”
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“I want to be your first, your last, and every fucking thing in between.”
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Help me. Save me. Redeem me.
Spiderman. Batman. Superman. Ironman.
✦★☆ 10 There will be NO OTHER Stars ☆✦★
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