He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.
They'll say you are bador perhaps you are mador at least you should stay undercover.Your mind must be bareif you would dareto think you can love more than one lover.
It is usually unbearably painful to read a book by an author who knows way less than you do, unless the book is a novel.
Why wait to forgive and let go only after you have sufficiently wallowed in your despair? Why not forgive and let go now?
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!
I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.
Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
You're a shit cake with cum for whipped cream and dynamite for candles.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
