“Sex.I was going to have sex.With a boy.A hot boy.A hot BRITISH boy.Or maybe I was going to throw up.What if I threw up on the hot British boy?What if I threw up on the hot British boy DURING SEX?”
―
Cora Carmack,
Losing It
“Are you waiting for an invitation?” I asked, eyeing him standing carefully outside my door. “Is this the part where you tell me you’re a vampire?” He chuckled. “No, I promise the paleness is only because I’m British.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Sometimes, it's the scary things in life that are the most worthwhile.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“It wasn’t until I’d walked halfway across the parking lot that I realized: 1. I wasn’t wearing shoes. A. Or a shirt. 2. I didn’t bring my keys A. Or anything really. 3. I’d just left a complete stranger in my apartment. A. Naked.Whoever said one-night stands were supposed to be simple with no strings attached had clearly never met the disaster that was me.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“An accent. HE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. Dear God, I'm dying.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Some relationships just end. Like a star, they burn bright and brilliant, and then nothing in particular goes wrong, they just reach their end. They burn out.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“We want what we can't have. It's human nature.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Four. That’s the number of people who saw me hiding around the corner from my own apartment in just a skirt and a bra. Eleven. That’s the number of ant bites I got on my shoeless feet. Twenty-seven. That’s the number of times I was tempted to do myself physical harm because I am an IDIOT. One. That’s the number of times I tried not to cry, but failed.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I am in love with this burrito. I would marry it if I didn’t want to eat it so badly.” “The tragedy of true love,” Cade whispered.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What cat? Oh! MY CAT. The cat… that is mine. Oh, she’s... ” I had said it was a she, right? “She’s fine. All meowing and purring and other cat things.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Oh, I burned it with my straightener.”“You burned your leg with your straightener? How long is your leg hair?” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I get what it's like to want something, but to try and force yourself to really believe that you don't.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“No matter how close, you are always too far My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.I’m tired of the way we both pretend Tired of always wanting and never giving in I can feel it in my skin, see it in your grin We’re more. We always have been.Think of everything we’ve missed. Every touch and every kiss. Because we both insist. Resist.Hold your breath and close your eyes Distract yourself with other guysIt’s no surprise, your defeated sighs Aren’t you tired of the lies?Think of everything we’ve missed. Every touch and every kiss. Because we both insist. Resist. No matter how close, you are always too far My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.I’m done. I won’t ignore. I won’t pretend or resist.I want more.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What's your name, love?"Love? LOVE! Still dying, here."Bliss.""Is that a line?"I blushed crimson. "No, it's my name.""Lovely name for a lovely girl.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Living is hard. And every day our feet get heavier and we pick up more baggage. So, we stop and take a breath, close our eyes, reset our minds. It's natural. As lond as you open your eyes and keep going.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“we should live like we smoke— inhale the present and exhale the past.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“SERIOUSLY? Is it because of Jesus? Are you, like, saving yourself for him?” Sex seemed simpler for Kelsey. She had the body of a Barbie and the sexually-charged brain of a teenage boy. “No, Kelsey,” I said. “It would be a little difficult to save myself for someone who died over two thousand years ago.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I’ll remind you every day how amazing it feels when your body touches mine. I’ll remind you of the good times, and help you forget the bad. I’ll remind you who you are when life has beaten you down and made you doubt it. I’ll bust down yourdoor in the middle of the night and kiss you until you remember that your fears are just that, and they can’t control you. I’ll take my chances against your fickle heart if it means it’s mine.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“If brains could have orgasms, I'm pretty sure this was what it would feel like.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Are you waiting for an invitation?” I asked, eyeing him standing carefully outside my door. “Is this the part where you tell me you’re a vampire?” He chuckled. “No, I promise the paleness is only because I’m British.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Sometimes, it's the scary things in life that are the most worthwhile.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“It wasn’t until I’d walked halfway across the parking lot that I realized: 1. I wasn’t wearing shoes. A. Or a shirt. 2. I didn’t bring my keys A. Or anything really. 3. I’d just left a complete stranger in my apartment. A. Naked.Whoever said one-night stands were supposed to be simple with no strings attached had clearly never met the disaster that was me.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“An accent. HE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. Dear God, I'm dying.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Some relationships just end. Like a star, they burn bright and brilliant, and then nothing in particular goes wrong, they just reach their end. They burn out.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“We want what we can't have. It's human nature.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Four. That’s the number of people who saw me hiding around the corner from my own apartment in just a skirt and a bra. Eleven. That’s the number of ant bites I got on my shoeless feet. Twenty-seven. That’s the number of times I was tempted to do myself physical harm because I am an IDIOT. One. That’s the number of times I tried not to cry, but failed.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I am in love with this burrito. I would marry it if I didn’t want to eat it so badly.” “The tragedy of true love,” Cade whispered.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What cat? Oh! MY CAT. The cat… that is mine. Oh, she’s... ” I had said it was a she, right? “She’s fine. All meowing and purring and other cat things.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Oh, I burned it with my straightener.”“You burned your leg with your straightener? How long is your leg hair?” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I get what it's like to want something, but to try and force yourself to really believe that you don't.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“No matter how close, you are always too far My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.I’m tired of the way we both pretend Tired of always wanting and never giving in I can feel it in my skin, see it in your grin We’re more. We always have been.Think of everything we’ve missed. Every touch and every kiss. Because we both insist. Resist.Hold your breath and close your eyes Distract yourself with other guysIt’s no surprise, your defeated sighs Aren’t you tired of the lies?Think of everything we’ve missed. Every touch and every kiss. Because we both insist. Resist. No matter how close, you are always too far My eyes are drawn everywhere you are.I’m done. I won’t ignore. I won’t pretend or resist.I want more.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“What's your name, love?"Love? LOVE! Still dying, here."Bliss.""Is that a line?"I blushed crimson. "No, it's my name.""Lovely name for a lovely girl.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“Living is hard. And every day our feet get heavier and we pick up more baggage. So, we stop and take a breath, close our eyes, reset our minds. It's natural. As lond as you open your eyes and keep going.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“we should live like we smoke— inhale the present and exhale the past.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“SERIOUSLY? Is it because of Jesus? Are you, like, saving yourself for him?” Sex seemed simpler for Kelsey. She had the body of a Barbie and the sexually-charged brain of a teenage boy. “No, Kelsey,” I said. “It would be a little difficult to save myself for someone who died over two thousand years ago.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
“I’ll remind you every day how amazing it feels when your body touches mine. I’ll remind you of the good times, and help you forget the bad. I’ll remind you who you are when life has beaten you down and made you doubt it. I’ll bust down yourdoor in the middle of the night and kiss you until you remember that your fears are just that, and they can’t control you. I’ll take my chances against your fickle heart if it means it’s mine.” ― Cora Carmack, Faking It
“If brains could have orgasms, I'm pretty sure this was what it would feel like.” ― Cora Carmack, Losing It
