Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.
And there I was at night, chasing after the full moon behind the clouds like a mad man in search of the reflection of the light of love in another person, without daring to light up the spark of light...
If you choose to be fearless, then be fearlessly authentic not an imitation of someone you envy.
There are vampires. They are real, they are of our time, and they are here, close by, stalking us as we sleep...
Don't play his game. Play yours.
What are you going to do? Are you going to live in the dark, locked in here? Afraid to look out, answer the door, leave? Yes, he's out there, and he's clearly not going to leave you alone until one of...
Be leery of silence. It doesn't mean you won the argument. Often, people are just busy reloading their guns.
When someone is stalking you because they think you are stalking them, it makes you wonder who really is the true stalker?
I was deluded, and I knew it. Worse: my love for Pippa was muddied-up below the waterline with my mother, with my mother's death, with losing my mother and not being able to get her back. All that bli...
She had started driving past his apartment to see whether or not his car was out front. She had looked up his phone number, and twice she had called his apartment from the pay phone in school, knowing...
i am alwaysstalking you, my dear. with my thoughtsmy words.my breath.