I want to be more than who I am








I woke alone
I was still burning
The fire was all that was left
All that’s left of you


copsandwriters:

…she ran the tap to revitalize the bubbles in her tub, allowing herself one of her few indulgences, a bubble bath… floated, weightless in the cooling water, and let herself wonder what it would be like with Jameson Rook. What would he be like? How would he feel and taste and move?

And then the flutter hit her again. What would she be like with him? It made her nervous. She didn’t know.

It was a mystery.

Heat Wave by Richard Castle, Chapter 6


ahundredcoffees:

You’re not fine. You’re just trying to act like you are. This is just a tool. It’s a hunk of steel. It has no magical powers and the person that fired it is not some all-powerful god. He’s just a guy with a gun. Just like the guy we’re hunting now. And like every other bad guy, he’s damaged goods. [So am I.] That’s right. And that’s okay. You think it’s a weakness? Make it a strength. It’s a part of you. javier esposito. kill shot. 4.09


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