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Why is it that, you can only truly love someone…

Why is it that, you can only truly love someone if you make out with them or if they are your family? Whatever happened to friendship love? Look. I have never have met anyone on this site. But the love here - that shit is real. I don't care if you're all some random perverted thirty-year old men just wanting to bang some chick. I love you all. You guys gave me the courage to move on in life. You taught me that its okay to cry and feel pity for myself as long as I got back up. And I'll always be greatful to you for that. Look. I don't know what you guys look like, but if its anything like what you're like on the inside - than you are all gorgeous, wonderful, beautiful people and the world just can't handle your awesomeness. Okay? So I just wanted to say thank you. And to anyone who doubts this love, screw you. Because these people saved me when no one else cared to even try. These people are my courage, my legs to stand on, my world. And trust me when I say this. These people are my soul mates. Not 'like my soul mates', no. These people are my soul mates. And this love can't simply be defined in a couple of make out sessions. It goes beyond that. Beyond your imagination. So shut the hell up and don't bother telling me that I can't possible love these people because I never met them. Some feelings reach through the screen, and don't need to have the interaction among one another. Some feelings surpass all. So shut up. I love these people.

Why is it that, you can only truly love someone if you make out with them or if they are your family? Whatever happened to friendship love? Look. I have never have met anyone on…

I am all out of forgiveness and you are all out…

I am all out of forgiveness and you are all out of chances to get back into my life.

I am all out of forgiveness and you are all out of chances to get back into my life.

What’s meant to be will always find a way

What's meant to be will always find a way

What’s meant to be will always find a way

What good does it do you to love?

What good does it do you to love?

What good does it do you to love?

I love him, and he loves me. And being together…

I love him, and he loves me. And being together makes even the little things better.

I love him, and he loves me. And being together makes even the little things better.

I am a fireball of emotions and impulses; my ze…

I am a fireball of emotions and impulses; my zest for life is unquenchable. And I am either of only two things: Fire or Ice.

I am a fireball of emotions and impulses; my zest for life is unquenchable. And I am either of only two things: Fire or Ice.

She will always be etched in my being, like thr…

She will always be etched in my being, like thread sewn through the fibers of my very soul.

She will always be etched in my being, like thread sewn through the fibers of my very soul.

I am releasing my own demons of times gone by a…

I am releasing my own demons of times gone by and seizing the opportunity to find my own corner, my own fortress, my own calm and peace. Life is not unfair.

I am releasing my own demons of times gone by and seizing the opportunity to find my own corner, my own fortress, my own calm and peace. Life is not unfair.

A person can’t possibly live without the one pe…

A person can’t possibly live without the one person that gave them life.

A person can’t possibly live without the one person that gave them life.

When I was twelve I was obsessed. Everything wa…

When I was twelve I was obsessed. Everything was sex. Latin was sex. The dictionary fell open at 'meretrix', a harlot. You could feel the mystery coming off the word like musk. 'Meretrix'! This was none of your mensa-a-table, this was a flash from a forbidden planet, and it was everywhere. History was sex, French was sex, art was sex, the Bible, poetry, penfriends, games, music, everything was sex except biology which was obviously sex but not really sex, not the one which was secret and ecstatic and wicked and a sacrament and all the things it was supposed to be but couldn't be at one and the same time - I got that in the boiler room and it turned out to be biology after all.

When I was twelve I was obsessed. Everything was sex. Latin was sex. The dictionary fell open at ‘meretrix’, a harlot. You could feel the mystery coming off the word like musk. ‘Meretrix’! This was…

It is a defect of God’s humor that he directs o…

It is a defect of God's humor that he directs our hearts everywhere but to those who have a right to them.

It is a defect of God’s humor that he directs our hearts everywhere but to those who have a right to them.

Every time that God gives us a child, it’s His …

Every time that God gives us a child, it's His way of saying He trusts us-trusts us to offer love and to guide the child toward Him.

Every time that God gives us a child, it’s His way of saying He trusts us-trusts us to offer love and to guide the child toward Him.

Love isn’t a decision. It’s a feeling. If we co…

Love isn't a decision. It's a feeling. If we could decide who we loved,it would be much simpler, but much less magical

Love isn’t a decision. It’s a feeling. If we could decide who we loved,it would be much simpler, but much less magical

This is for you, all the women of the worldThos…

This is for you, all the women of the worldThose who lived, all who ever willthis is for your love, mine is yoursLove is fate, I am hereBecause you know the meaning of lifeThat begins and ends with a kissWe are knights in shining ardor, who toil for youAnd our children, it's a circleSo they will know this truthLove is the sacred gospel, all we need to knowAs your son and lover, my spirit lives imbuedWith, from and by your wisdom and beautyI am here to pay honor and homage to your soulThis is and will always be my devotionThis I dedicate, because through you I become whole

This is for you, all the women of the worldThose who lived, all who ever willthis is for your love, mine is yoursLove is fate, I am hereBecause you know the meaning of lifeThat begins…

If two people who love each other Ares soul mat…

If two people who love each other Ares soul mates, then there will always be a empty hole in my soul waiting for you..

If two people who love each other Ares soul mates, then there will always be a empty hole in my soul waiting for you..

If two people who love eachother are soul mates…

If two people who love eachother are soul mates, then there will always be a empty hole in my soul waiting for you..

If two people who love eachother are soul mates, then there will always be a empty hole in my soul waiting for you..

You have a dedication to life and truth that bu…

You have a dedication to life and truth that burns out of you as beauty and I envy it so much I want to be around it for the rest of my life.

You have a dedication to life and truth that burns out of you as beauty and I envy it so much I want to be around it for the rest of my life.

Başyardımcı içine dolgun bir soluk çekerken göz…

Başyardımcı içine dolgun bir soluk çekerken gözleri parıldıyordu. Parmak uçlarını birbirine sürttü. İşte bu seferki, sanat gerektiren bir görevdi. Aşk, sevgi, dostluk, güven... böyle kaypak kavramlar kazık gibi metodlarla öğrenilecek şeyler değildi. Hiçbir bilgisayar, hatta Şişko bile böyle konularda direkt cevap veremezdi. Sorular non-frekans sayılarıyla, non-sekitör ilişkileriyle sorulmak zorundaydı. Yani en basit anlamıyla, ölçülebilir bir neden olmaksızın yapılmış hareketler, belirli bir mantık olmadan girişilmiş eylemler, belki sevgi, dostluk, güven gibi nedenlere dayanan şeyler olabilirdi. Ama bunların listesini çıkarırken de çok dikkatli davranmak şarttı. Çünkü aynı hareket ve eylemlerin nedeni nefret, delilik veya şantaj da olabilirdi pek l . Zaten sevgi için motivasyon içgüdüsünü saptamak hiçbir zaman kolay değildi. Hele sevgiyi şantajdan ayırmak hemen hemen olanaksızdı.

Başyardımcı içine dolgun bir soluk çekerken gözleri parıldıyordu. Parmak uçlarını birbirine sürttü. İşte bu seferki, sanat gerektiren bir görevdi. Aşk, sevgi, dostluk, güven… böyle kaypak kavramlar kazık gibi metodlarla öğrenilecek şeyler değildi. Hiçbir bilgisayar, hatta…

Ripe for romance? Is that not only the self-con…

Ripe for romance? Is that not only the self-conscious and sensitive young man's way of saying he was heavy with passion? Is not, perhaps, romance only the fiction by means of which the tender-minded negotiate their lust?

Ripe for romance? Is that not only the self-conscious and sensitive young man’s way of saying he was heavy with passion? Is not, perhaps, romance only the fiction by means of which the tender-minded negotiate…

I’ve only just arrived, Kate. It may surprise y…

I've only just arrived, Kate. It may surprise you to learn that you were my top priority.

I’ve only just arrived, Kate. It may surprise you to learn that you were my top priority.

The place of horror turns out to be no more tha…

The place of horror turns out to be no more than a green scoop, sometimes shadowed, sometimes shining with the bilberries and grass within it, as if a mouth had opened from which streamed a beam of light. So my uncle Robert's death, which had looked from a distance to be an all-consuming tragedy was, close-up, the story of a man finding release from his pain and how his brother had showed such defiant love. The past was a grave, a trap - and yet, also neither of these. Just light, coming and going.At the wolf pit you imagine you will stare into a hole littered with bones, but what draws you to that place is not what you take from it. The wolf pit seems a delicate illusion. You walk towards it; there is nothing, just a curve of the moor; then it is a soft green light, and then it is nothing again.

The place of horror turns out to be no more than a green scoop, sometimes shadowed, sometimes shining with the bilberries and grass within it, as if a mouth had opened from which streamed a…

Arms and legs thrashing. The hammer of blood.I’…

Arms and legs thrashing. The hammer of blood.I’m coming, says Jude. And holds her breath. Orgasm is brief, nonviolent. What color? I say Devastating blue, she says. The pale blue eyes of a murdered boy. Very nice. You remembered, she says. Jude comes in colors. How could I forget. Trembling blond orgasms that seem to piss her off and rare pink orgasms that never end. Chemical red orgasms that fill her with guilt and perfect orgasms black as fresh earth. Orgasms shadowy and gray that may or may not cause her to weep and orgasms the color of bruised skin, orgasms that fade from purple to yellow and remain visible for days.

Arms and legs thrashing. The hammer of blood.I’m coming, says Jude. And holds her breath. Orgasm is brief, nonviolent. What color? I say Devastating blue, she says. The pale blue eyes of a murdered boy.…

I’m tired of hating people

I'm tired of hating people

I’m tired of hating people

Love was actually more like calculus or physics…

Love was actually more like calculus or physics. What was the half-life of love? Did it have cosigns and slopes, or quarks that morphed from wave to particle faster than you could say, please don’t leave?

Love was actually more like calculus or physics. What was the half-life of love? Did it have cosigns and slopes, or quarks that morphed from wave to particle faster than you could say, please don’t…

Love is tranquility in the world.

Love is tranquility in the world.

Love is tranquility in the world.

wear your treasure and you will be Treasured

wear your treasure and you will be Treasured

wear your treasure and you will be Treasured

I should have asked why any room in the house w…

I should have asked why any room in the house was better than home to me when she entered it, and barren as a desert when she went out again—why I always noticed and remembered the little changes in her dress that I had noticed and remembered in no other woman’s before—why I saw her, heard her, and touched her (when we shook hands at night and morning) as I had never seen, heard, and touched any other woman in my life?

I should have asked why any room in the house was better than home to me when she entered it, and barren as a desert when she went out again—why I always noticed and remembered…

The bottom line is that (a) people are never pe…

The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes it that. We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.

The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and vile can be transformed, and (c) doing that makes…

The explanation has been written already in the…

The explanation has been written already in the three words that were many enough, and plain enough, for my confession. I loved her.

The explanation has been written already in the three words that were many enough, and plain enough, for my confession. I loved her.

Who knows how to make love stay?Tell love you a…

Who knows how to make love stay?Tell love you are going to the Junior's Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will stay. Tell love you want a momento of it and obtain a lock of its hair. Burn the hair in a dime-store incense burner with yin/yang symbols on three sides. Face southwest. Talk fast over the burning hair in a convincingly exotic language. Remove the ashes of the burnt hair and use them to paint a mustache on your face. Find love. Tell it you are someone new. It will stay. Wake love up in the middle of the night. Tell it the world is on fire. Dash to the bedroom window and pee out of it. Casually return to bed and assure love that everything is going to be all right. Fall asleep. Love will be there in the morning.

Who knows how to make love stay?Tell love you are going to the Junior’s Deli on Flatbush Avenue in Brooklyn to pick up a cheesecake, and if love stays, it can have half. It will…

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