His heart overflowed with good intentions but his fists felt best covered in blood.

Sometimes you can save someone’s whole world just by smiling at them. Kindness is one of those things that has immense value to the person experiencing it.

It felt real, seeing his friend like that. It was like a gift. He wasn’t into spiritual bullshit, but damn. “Damn. That Mouse had become his friend was a gift, but a curse as well....

She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed to apologize. He needed to stop the fucking car and kiss her. She...

I’m not leaving you. Right here, right now is the happiest I’ve ever been. I love you. That means I don’t leave. Sorry.

How can it be wrong? Love picks the right path, not the one of least resistance.

Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much.

Don’t put off happiness you can have today. Tomorrow is a hope, not a promise

I can’t do this anymore if it’s not with you. Fuck me straight to hell.” ~Eve to Beckett

You let me touch you. Kiss you. Your skin? It feels like piano keys. My hands know just where to go.

I’m too exhausted to kick your ass. Drop my hair. You know better.

This is. You are. I can’t do this any more if it’s not with you. So please fuck me straight to hell.

Jesus. It’s like you said that directly to my balls.”She laughed so hard at his unexpected reply.

But if all this time between them had taught him anything, it was that they were orbiting the same fate. Together, always together, even when physically apart.