I wonder if fears ever really go away or if they just lose their power over us.

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote

livid adj.Fuck You for cheating on me. Fuck you for reducing it to the word cheating. As if this were a card game and you sneaked a look at my hand. Who came up with the term cheating anyway A cheater I imagine. Someone who thought liar was too harsh. Someone who thought devastator was too emotional. The same person who thought oops hed gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Fuck you. This isnt about slipping yourself an extra twenty dollars of Monopoly money. These are our lives. You went and broke our lives. You are so much worse than a cheater. You killed something. And you killed it when its back was turned.

Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation a desire that extends to an infinite number of women but in the desire for shared sleep a desire limited to one woman.

Oh no. Dont smile. Youll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.

We cant... he told me.I know I agreed.Then his mouth was on mine again and this time I knew there would be no turning back. There were no walls this time. Our bodies wrapped together as he tried to get my coat off then his shirt then my shirt. ... It really was a lot like when wed fought out on the quad earlier-that same passion and heat. I think at the end of the day the instincts that power fighting and sex arent so different. They all come from an animal side of us. Yet as more and more clothes came off it went beyond just animal passion. It was sweet and wonderful at the same time. When I looked into his eyes I could see without a doubt that he loved me more than anyone else in the world that I was his salvation the same way that he was mine. Id never expected my first time to be in a cabin in the woods but I realized the place didnt matter. The person did. With someone you loved you could be anywhere and it would be incredible. Being in the most luxurious bed in the world wouldnt matter if you were with someone you didnt love.

I was blind and heart broken and didnt want to do anything and Gus burst into my room and shouted I have wonderful news And I was like I dont really want to hear wonderful news right now and Gus said This is wonderful news you want to hear and I asked him Fine what is it and he said You are going to live a good and long life filled with great and terrible moments that you cannot even imagine yet

The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplaceable being.

NO. No no no. I dont want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love Its so stupid Tiny I mean Jesus who even gives a fuck about sex People act like its the most important thing humans do but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean who you want to screw and whether you screw them Those are important questions I guess. But theyre not that important. You know whats important Who would you die for Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you dont even know why he needs you Whose drunken nose would you pick

I belong to my beloved and my beloved is mine.