girl

So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? _

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms _ just the two of us are still alive _

You are the most sensual person I know; the goddess of my dreams; the gold at the end of the rainbow; the topping on my ice cream and the best thing that has ever happened to me.And when I wake up in the morning and still find you there next to me, I know that I am living my dream.

I stare past her at the inspirational kitten posters. There's one of a soaking-wet kitten climbing out of a toilet with the caption "it could be worse!""Just tell me whatever it is you're thinking," Mrs. Paulsen says. "Whatever is going through your mind right now.""I hope they didn't actually drop a cat in the toilet to get that picture," I choke out. "...Pardon?""Nothing. Sorry.

I was never afraid of the dark and I spent my youth walking through empty playgrounds at midnight, worried mothers telling girls to be careful and __he world is an ugly place and not everyone wants you well_. But I was not afraid and I wished for adrenaline to make my veins pulsate in that way that puts them more on the outside of my skin than inside.After the first night with you I never walked alone at night again because suddenly I had something to lose. Something to save.

No one asks how or what I am doing. They could not care less. We__e all looking glasses, we girls, existing only to reflect their images back to them as they__ like to be seen. Hollow vessels of girls to be rinsed of our own ambitions, wants, and opinions, just waiting to be filled with the cool, tepid water of gracious compliance.A fissure forms in the vessel. I__ cracking open.

I know, I know, I'm being a girl.

And in that moment she realized none of it was real, and so she set herself free.

Forcing girls to be ashamed for doing the things that come natural to them _ it's a ridiculous double standard, and we should all, frankly, tell anyone who judges us to screw off.

Be that kind of girl who smiles when you walk past other girls instead of casting a dirty look. Don't buy into the notion of female competition that society so heavily promotes.

Seems a lot of men never saw one such as me. A girl what could keep up and fight and ride and curse with the best of them. A girl what ain__ trapped in some dress or some house or some bed. A girl what ain__ waiting on some man to do what she ought to her own damn self.

I am a strong and powerful woman.I am proud to be a woman and I celebrate the qualities that I have as a woman.I am not defined by other people__ opinion of who I should be or what I should do as a woman. I determine that, not anyone else.I am not passed up for a position, title, or promotion because I am a woman.I fully deserve all the good things that comes my way.Irrespective of what anyone might think, being a woman places no boundaries or limits on my abilities.I can do anything I set my mind to.I celebrate my womanhood and I am beautiful both inside and out.

Strength and victory... What he would never praise himself for, but whose loss was his most obsessive fear.

...as we are endowed. ...with rhetorics. ...none will deny. ...of innocence. ...towards scribbling. ...of love lines. ...and of lust. ...to what seems like male. ...to what seems like female. ...in those days. ...I mean nothing. ...but in high school.....even me. ...I can't deny.

Oh, he did look like a deity _ the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.

People are crazy about food, smoking, drinking, girls but not about their dreams.

The primary feature of women is not a 'beauty', it's a 'mystery'.

A man can build a home but it needs a woman to run a home.