Becca Fitzpatrick quotes
I would lay down everything I possess, even my soul, for you. If that isn't love, it's the best I have. 
Thinking. A process by which I use my brain to make a rational decision. 
I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day. 
The only thing a boyfriend was good for was a shattered heart. 
"I don't go out with strangers" "Good thing I do. I'll pick you up at five." 
Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me. 
If I'd wanted you dead five minutes ago, you'd have died five minutes ago. 
Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him. 
I learned that I was either crazy in love with you, or putting on the best performance of my life. 
I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. Becca Fitzpatrick Love quotes ⇑
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I needed him like I'd never needed anyone. All Becca Fitzpatrick quotes ⇑
"Don't start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep." "She needed a ride." I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. "What kind of ride?" "Not that kind of ride," he said slowly.
"I can't imagine why you're so interested." He shook his head. "Interested? We're talking about you. I'm fascinated."
One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.
"Tacos." "Tacos?" I echoed. This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese." "I know what a taco is!"
"All I can think about is bed.” “We're sharing the same thought.” “You're thinking about bed too?” “I'm thinking about YOU in MY bed.
He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go.
"How did you get in?" "I move in mysterious ways." "God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightning-here one moment, gone the next."
Part of me wanted to run away from him screaming, Fire! A more reckless part was tempted to see how close I could get without... combusting.
Hate to disappoint, but no feathers. I came to Earth stripped naked.
"I'm not good," he said, piercing me with eyes that absorbed all light but reflected none, "but I was worse."
Are you gloating inside? That's what this is about, isn't it? Getting me to trust you so you could blow it up in my face!" [...] "I get that you're angry-," said Patch. "I am ripped apart!" I shouted.
What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed.
Whoa, who peed in your Cheerios?