Tell me I helped, I say, and it’s a demand. I need to know I can be what he needs, that we can get through the darkness together. You do more than help. You’re the reason I take my next breath. The ho...
Out of sight, out of mind. It's how i cope.
My fingers curl on his cheek, and all self-consciousness is gone, forgotten. I’m not afraid of whatever you’re talking about. I think you keep warning me away because you’re the one who’s afraid.
My boss is dictating my preventive hangover care, and I just used the word swords in reference to his obvious cockfight with the man I just made out with in a public hallway. I am truly in an alternat...
My body hums in reply, and I fight the seductive lethargy threatening to consume both my anger, and my capacity for logic.
Maybe he’s right. Maybe I am playing with fire, but I cannot stop myself. Beyond reason, I will push him until he reveals everything.
I’ve been called worse, he assures me, and perhaps I am guilty as charged. I guess it depends on who is defining what constitutes a lady’s man. The statement strikes me as true beyond its intention. H...
I’m not going away, Amy. You do know that, don’t you?… I don’t need a protector, Liam.I see things differently.My spine locks into a steel bar. I’m not your ---Not yet. But I want you to be.
I’m insane for you, Amy. ‘Like’ lasted all of ten minutes.
I’m angry at Chris. I’m hurt. Well, you know what I fear? This is my fear. This moment when, once again, you shut me outand I’m alone. If you were going to leave me alone, you should have walked away...
Isn’t that what we all want? To be with someone who consumes us? Who makes us want to give them all that we are, even though it’s terrifying?
If you look closely and objectively, it becomes clear that life is just one big revolving door of people: some who matter, some who don’t. Some that matter until they don’t.
I try to fight what I am feeling but his words play in my head. Anytime soon. Eventually he will leave. We need each other right now, I tell myself, two broken people who have connected in the depths...
How many of us allow others to define us and thus we become what they want us to be, not what we should be or could be?
He pulls the door shut behind him and drags me against him, murmuring softly, I understand why you left. I understand everything. I cling to him, holding on for what feels like dear life. I should hav...
He is an addiction, and addictions are never good for you. He’s taking me deeper into his world, deeper into his dark desires, but I’m never able to get behind the physical aspect of our relationship....
Don’t let your tongue be your worst enemy. —John Franzese CHAPTER
Do you know what happens when you push a dragon? They burn you alive, baby. You’re playing with fire. I’ve played with fire tonight with Chris, pushed him to be that dragon, and the way he’s looking a...
Any man who isn’t married by thirty-five is either gay or he’s got skeletons in his closet.
And some violinist— David Garrett. David Garrett, I repeat, who you swear will seduce me into loving his music.