Love Is Weird Novels & Stories

There is only one way to find out. Knocking his door and seconds, he lay his gaze to the person by which with his turning a ‘loco’ mind finds him damn cute. “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

I said; and stormed out seething. I couldn’t believe it. I thought something horrible had occurred. I couldn’t believe that my father caused this. I couldn’t believe my mother fell for his tricks again. Was that what love was all about? Being foolish?? Being foolish all the damn time? If so, miss me with that bullshit.

Why did love have to be this complicated? ***

I like life to be simple yet this person want was to be humble We are men and in love at that, If it was weird and disgraceful to you, so what? I would always say it’s weird and cussed afterwards But my boyfriend would always replied with a mischievous smirk “Well, then let’s just make it weirder….” The End~

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.

He can do everything because there is no obstacle for him to do it. There is no obstacle. No torture. I am not in his life. I continued scrolling and stopped when I heard a familiar song. That song echoed throughout the supermarket. "Feel like summer and I don't wanna miss you If we don't touch lips not an issue I don't wanna talk 'bout nobody else Know I said no love but I want to Feel like summer and I don't wanna miss you If we don't touch lips not an issue I don't wanna talk 'bout nobody else

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

"Shevere-- what? Is that even a word?" "That's right, Love is so strange, you can't understand it. You got what I mean? Huh? Huh? Huh? Haven't you heard about the song from the movie Strange Magic, That love is strange?" Ezra's moving her head like a pigeon and Finley just curved her lips up in annoyance.

Sal couldn't keep the billions of thoughts coursing through his head from crashing against each other like immense waves of the Pacific contending for the most superior. What if he had come to kill his mum? He could do that in mere seconds. Or maybe he really did have a loved one, but was meeting him or rather, bumping into him a coincidence? Besides his aura was too noxious for him to love or have a family. How could he be capable of loving when he'd literally machinated with other sick fellows into making Sal blow off a part of Future Tech?

"How to get a man of yours? Really? That's the title of the book you are reading while you parked your car on the wrong spot? He said, and everyone in the coffee shop laughed and whispered. Doloris was so embarrassed that she quickly took the book and hid it inside her handbag. She carried her handbag as she knew she could no longer come back to the coffee shop out of embarrassment. She walked out of the coffee shop like someone being chased. The stranger was right behind her. She hated him. Samantha thought she had seen someone who could be her soulmate or her lover, but clearly she was wrong. He was no gentleman at all! He was rude, he was uncultured and she hates him. He read the title of