Choose your love. Love your choice.

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.

Friends are the family you choose NinIthilnin Elven rogue.

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

After all these years I see that I was mistaken about Eve in the beginning it is better to live outside the Garden with her than inside it without her.

To love is to recognize yourself in another.

Ive never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart. I still cannot understand how he could abandon me so unceremoniously without any sort of goodbye without looking back even once. The pain is like an axe that chops my heart.

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.

Well its true that I have been hurt in my life. Quite a bit. But its also true that I have loved and been loved. and that carries a weight of its own. A greater weight in my opinion. Its like that pie chart we talked about earlier. in the end Ill look back on my life and see that the greatest piece of it was love. The problems the divorces the sadness... those will be there too but just smaller slivers tiny pieces.

No human relation gives one possession in anotherevery two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.