“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
― Marilyn Monroe
because i smoke cigarettes, i stopped smoking in fear of loosing you forever.
i went by your place to tell you i had broken my bad habit.
i saw you pressing your lips against someone new.
i walked home was lonely and the only thing pressed against my lips was a cigarette.
and get to know a man, don’t bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results of you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he’s a good man.”
we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we most love cause us not only great joy but also great pain. The greatest pain comes from a leaving. When a child leaves home , when the husband or wife leaves for a long period of time time or for good, when the beloved...
the imposed labels, outside of all man-made boxes and living, consciously, as your highest self, is the most courageous act of rebellion you could ever chose. Don't fear. The stage may be set, but, the story has to change If we redefine our "roles".
I wanted something of a storm, with raging feelings and hands that can’t keep off each other. I never wanted quite nights talking about our favorite movies. I wanted spontaneous visits and our bodies intertwined. I didn’t want somber apologies. I wanted you to make sure I...
''who taught you
value of a woman
is the ratio
of her waist
to her hips
and the circumference
of her buttocks
and the volume
of her lips?
'Greater than' by Della Hicks...
for our souls to cross paths in this life time. Maybe this just wasn't our lifetime to spend together. I should probably just appreciate that we were able to share unconditional love...even if only for a moment."
- Heather Swanson
and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.
― Lisa Kleypas, Again the...