If you're not gonna pull the trigger, don't point the gun.
I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.
Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.
I can't live without my smartphone, but I really geek on coding. It's not so much technology that I like, but puzzle solving.
His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.
I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.
There are people who can't stand the pain. What happens is they begin to develop some kind of technique to keep out of that hole. Once they do that, they're finished. They never go any further. They're done.
Don't stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of the sadness.
The meaning of life has not much to do with good and evil, right and wrong, duty, honor, country, or any of that. It has to do with cutting the right deal.
Dancing in public spaces and moving your body freely in a public space is reclaiming what was taken from you when you were violated. The energy of that - you can't capture it, you can't own it. Capitalists can't buy it. It can't be sold. It can't be monetized. And that's why I think it's so powerful.