“He doesn’t deserve it. he can have any girl in the world’s love and he took yours. someone who deserves so much more than a summer fling”

Last night I’d made love to a woman for the first and last time. It had been amazing and I had a memory that would shape the rest of my life.

Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. “I can’t believe you’re telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me.” Shrugging, I returned her smile. “They’re heard to resist.” “Don’t I know it.”

Things happen in life and you can’t control them. It sucks and you have to move on.

Then the fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze came over his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now move away from my girl.

Because I’ve had a taste and I’m not sharing. This isn’t just for fun. I may be slightly addicted.

She wouldn’t come back. She hated me. She hated Nan. She hated my mom. She hated her father. She wouldn’t come back here… but God, I wanted her to.

Sometimes the answer we need is in our heart. We just have to listen to it.

I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.

It didn’t mean forever but for right now I wanted Rush to be my first. He wouldn’t be my last. A stop I might never forget or get over. That was what scared me the most. Not being able to move on.

You’re with me, Sadie. When you’re off the clock, you’re not my employee. You’re my.. Air.” I frowned at him. “Your air?” He grinned. “Well, girlfriend seems to be a shallow word for what I feel for you.

Good because I want you too. Now. Forever. Just you

I never imagined anyone like you, Blaire. But every time I think about forever with you, I’m humbled that you chose me.

A small laugh startled me and I looked over to see her actually smiling. Making her do that more often was a new goal.

I’m trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.

Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You’re in my tent

When I’m with you, my world is complete. When I touch you, I understand the meaning of life. When I lost you, I completely shattered. You. Own. Me.

You can make a point without being personal. Don’t insult or belittle your people. Instead of getting more out of them you will get less

Nobody has that vulnerability any more. We turn to child models in an instinctive search for that innocence and freshness, but they don’t have the deep feminine sexuality that came from Marilyn like light.

The more things you own, the more people you need to employ.

I’ve been right more than I’ve been wrong.

These two are not two, love has made them one. Amo Ergo Sum! And by its mystery each is no less but more.

Once we allow ourselves to do evil so that some perceived good may follow, we allow ever greater evils for the sake of ever more questionable goods, until we consent to the greatest evils for the sake of mere trifles.

I enjoy the song writing process more than anything. It’s what I like the most, just sitting in my room with guitar or at the piano or something.

All of those a requickly made decisions. The fact that you can see the images right away in a funny way makes the whole relationship more casual. I don’t want a casual relationship with my subject.