When I was younger, I wanted plenty of things, plenty of people, until I realized there was no point in wanting. Since then, I’ve never had something I wanted, not really. Not ’til you.
We fought over the bill when it came. By fought I mean: I insisted loudly on paying half and he responded with beleaguered silence. Instead of discussing it or attempting to engage in my one-sided con...
There’s no reason to be uncomfortable.I’m not uncomfortable. I’m just feeling weird, and I don’t know how to un-weird myself.Well, don’t un-weird yourself on my account. I like you weird.
Sorry, sometimes when I try to rhyme I end up sounding like Yoda.
Oh, Quinn…. I gave him a sympathetic smile. You really are Batman.
I would not always be joy, nor would I want inert contentment. Sorrow and struggle bring gravity to the soul and to the mind, a gravity that cannot be achieved through mere happiness. We are most awak...
I was planning to sort my comic books based on level of second wave feminist influence. As opposed to first wave? Yes, well, Susan B. Anthony laid the foundation for those who have come after. It’s al...
I treasure my sleep over the wellbeing or interests of my loved ones
He was hot like lava and sexy like cake. Wait, like lava cake. Yum.
Everything is temporary, Duane. This, he gestured to our surroundings, this is temporary. Even mountains fall. Nothing lasts forever. You got a chance at happiness, even for a week, a month, a year? Y...
Don’t Drink and DERIVE, Alcohol and Calculus Don’t Mix
And, when it was time for Meg to give her statement, I punched her in the face.
Your assumptions are your windows on the world. Scrub them off every once in a while, or the light won’t come in. Isaac Asimov
You can’t tell me that I don’t know you. I see you. I see you better than you see yourself. And everything about you is beautiful.
Italians who speak Italian should be illegal, or at least come with warning labels - may make your panties explode.
It is easy to love people in memory; the hard thing is to love them when they are there in front of you. — John Updike, My Father's Tears and Other Stories
I'm not letting you leave this caruntil we make it to second base. At least.Jess, you know how good I am at baseball, right?
I know what you’re going to say.Then we can skip it and you can admit you’re wrong.I can’t admit I’m wrong about two things in the same day. I brought my attention back to him, found him smirking at m...
I had an odd thought just then, that I should only ever whisper her name, and that she should always be close enough to hear it.
I don’t want a beautiful week with you. I want a beautiful lifetime.