Choose your love. Love your choice.

If I know what love is it is because of you.

Love is a form of prejudice. You love what you need you love what makes you feel good you love what is convenient. How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them But youll never meet them. All right so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter. Most people make too much of it. On these grounds a good fuck is not to be entirely scorned. But thats the result of a chance meeting too. Youre damned right. Drink up. Well have another.

Looking at him now-even if she hadnt been in love with him that part of her that was her mothers daugher that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone would still have wanted him.

Wait. You think Im going to die Thats why you slept with me

It happens like this. One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else--closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel--one sent to you for some higher purpose to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them--even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering--the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.Though here is a word of warning--you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isnt to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.-------------------------------------------------Its so dark right now I cant see any light around me. Thats because the light is coming from you. You cant see it but everyone else can.

If you dont receive love from the ones who are meant to love you you will never stop looking for it.

Though lovers be lost love shall not And death shall have no dominion.

As mothers and daughters we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine keeping me straight and true. She is my blood making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.

A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home.