Explore Quotes by Tammara Webber

There are a million ways to lose someone you love.

It isn't fair how I doubt him, and I wonder if he'll ever gather that my loss of faith extends further than I'd ever known it would, severing lines of trust and leveling my confidence like a city-flattening tornado.

I was so afraid of wanting too much that I couldn't trust her handing me a shot at getting it. I don't want to be that senselessly fearful ever again.

That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

Something about first love defies duplication. Before it, your heart is blank. Unwritten. After, the walls are left inscribed and graffitied. When it ends, no amount of scrubbing will purge the scrawled oaths and sketched images, but sooner or later, you find that there’s space for someone else, between the words and in the margins.

When you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?