Never Again 🌷 “You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect—you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break—her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.” -Bob Marley ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N• As I drifted into the arms of sleep, as a child into the wonderland, my brain drew monsters as a sort of montage, changing as the moments passed. With each form I told it "cuter," and it morphed almost instantly into Kawaii. After that I sle
Never Again 🌷 “People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. A soul mate's purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…” -Elizabeth Gilbert ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N• Apart from teaching that little things matter, family is important, friendship is a gift, teamwork pays
Never Again 🌷 “He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love is hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.” -Bob Marley ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N• Upon this primrose sand, the hue as gentle on the eye as a vintage photograph, there was a steady warmth from the grains. Already the stars were glowing as if they had kept a pocket of the daytime to shine all through the night sky. Somet
Never Again 🌷 “Promise Yourself To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future. To wear a cheerful countenance at all times and give every living creature you meet a smile. To give so much time to the improvement of yourself that you have no time to criticize others. To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble. To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words but great deeds. To live in faith
Never Again 🌷 “Every murder is the end of a story, yet so many tales take it as their start.” ~•~ •F I V E Y E A R S A G O• | X A V I E R | [ A month later to Evelyn's funeral ] I was doing some paperwork in my office when Simon, my assistant, notified me that Mason was here to see me with a man. Frowning in confusion, I thought, why are they here? "Allow them in." I said, closing the file in front of me. The door opened, revealing Mason as he entered with a tall bulky man in his mid thirties, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers with raven black hair and brown eyes. I stood at my place, saying, "Mason," as I motioned him to fill the seat in front of me, while the man stood behind him. Everyone was coping in their own way and some were recovering from Evelyn's death a little, but Mason, we didn't know how he was doing. "This is Richard Carson, he is a detective." Mason said, motioning towards the man whom now I know as Richard. I nodded at him as he nodded back in r
Never Again 🌷 “Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.” -Anais Nin ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N• I went back to where it happened. I wanted to take away the power of the painful memory for hurt, prove to myself that I could choose to move on. So I took the one I love the most, my best friend, and on that spot we made a great memory, a happy one. Now when my brain goes back there I divert it only to the good memory, the healing one. It's as if I wrote a good story over the top of a bad story, and in time the ink of the bad story fades away until only the good one remains. But, I happened to do this because I am an adult, how was this small child supposed to do this? I smiled at him when he introduced his perfect name to me, "That's a perfect name for a tough boy like you." I said, holding his small h
Never Again 🌷 “We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.” -Robert Fulghum ~•~ •R O S E C L I N T O N• I let out a shaky breath, and whispered, "You're everything that I need." "Then let me give you what you need," his voice sounded a bit husky as the warmth spanned through my body from his touch. The moment his lips connected with my own, a new warmth travelled through my body which I welcomed willingly with both arms. His hands fell away from my waist, catching the back of my thighs before he lifted me up as my legs wrapped around his bare sides. The mere skin on skin contact was lighting a fire straight into my soul, feeling myself kissing him back as he gently laid my back down against the soft bed sheets. I felt my slit already becoming wet, my knees were bent as he positioned himself between my thighs a
Never Again 🌷 •R O S E C L I N T O N• I was deep in thought when someone placed their hand on my shoulder as I screamed and jumped in surprise, "Hey-hey, Rose, what happened?" Asked Aiden, steadying me as he held both of my upper arms in his while my right hand rested against my chest." Sighing in relief, "Nothing, I'm fine." I said. He brushed free tendrils of my hair from my forehead as they were sticking to my forehead, "You don't look fine, Rose." Said Aiden, searching my eyes for something. I shook my head in denial, "I was thinking something, you surprised me." I said and smiled a bit. But, I knew I couldn't fool Aiden as he was too smart for himself. Trying to change the topic, "You needed something?" I asked. Squinting his eyes at me for a second, he breathed out and said, "Ah-yes. Linda left for work and I thought you were sleeping so I woke the twins up and they both are ready for school." Her eyes widened, as a smile took over her features, "Did you really handle t