Teresa Mummert

If you don't believe in yourself, why should anyone else?

We need to stop trying to get attention by seeing who can scream and cry the loudest. Write something worth reading and your voice will be heard.

Lust is the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone.

Love comes from the heart, lust comes ...lower

Here is how you know if it is love or lust. Push them in front of a bus. If you jump in the way and save them it is love.

You can't love someone just by looking at them. That is lust. Not saying love can't come fast, but it doesn't come first.

Love will hurt. If it doesn't hurt you are not doing it right. To truly love someone you must open yourself up to the pain that would be losing them.

When a woman shows confidence and another claims arrogance, she is usually suffering from jealousy.

There is no greater feeling of accomplishment than to create a world that solely exists in your imagination and be able to pull someone into this hidden place inside of my thoughts. To make someone care for a person that has manifested from my dreams, to make them hate me for putting them in danger, and for them to ask to be taken on another journey with me when it is all said and done is why I write.

Never let the opinion of another affect your opinion of yourself.

The moment you put someone on a pedestal they will look down upon you. The trick is respecting each other equally.

Never outgrow your imagination.

Someone is always going to try to knock you down and take your place. It is up to you to fight for what you want.

Sometimes I scare myself at how easily I slip inside my mind and live vicariously through these characters.

Emma is just a distraction. A shiny new toy that I can__ have, so I want her. Fuck, do I ever want her." - William Honor (Honor Thy Teacher)

My tongue ran over my lower lip and I could taste the sin. It was thick and heavy in the air, and it made my head swim as I gazed into Abel's ocean-colored eyes. I wondered whether he tasted it too, whether his heart was pounding in his chest. I wondered most of all if it was artificial - a haze of adoration brought on by the pills. It had been so long since I'd wanted that; I didn't trust my own thoughts, but if felt too good to care.

We need to boost each other to get to the top. It is much more effective than stepping on each other.

I know i don't get the happily ever after. My knight and shinning armor took the highway detour around this godforsaken shit hole. I've made peace with that. That doesn't mean i'm going to lie down like a doormat and let every cocky prick in the trailer have his way with me." - White Trash Beautiful