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And when one loves kills another, can you still love the one who's left?

What you do to me, Julia, your fucking sassy mouth, your tight little body ... I want to make you do such bad things.

Begging for More Kim Karr It was an instant attraction ... never intended to be more than a quick lay.

Her smiles were blood in the water, his demise the closely lurking shark.

ohmygodIthinkIsuckedhisdick.

His looks are my weakness, his mind my undoing.

My heart couldn't survive a fall, not from the height that my feelings had climbed.

She fucks because she loves it and loves through it. It is her gift to the world, and I am lucky enough to be a part of that world.

Disappointment in others is tough. But disappointment in yourself is far worse.

I stare across the table at Jeremy, and wonder if I will make it through our first date without trying to kill him.

A Sunday. Only Yankees would think that was an appropriate time to thrust themselves into our lives. Sunday, the Lord's Day.

Cole stared at Cocky and felt like the worst parent in the world.

A gentleman holds my hand.
A man pulls my hair.
A soulmate will do both.

I gave him that watch, back when I spent weekends with Daddy's AMEX in my wallet and eight inches of Vic in my hand.

Reality didn't come in a sudden burst of understanding; it was a slow dawn.

I love you. Every dark and light piece of you.

Who hides more than he gives. Who lies more that he tells the truth.

Today is the day that you create worlds, you change lives, you make a something, a someone, out of nothing.
Today is the day you become a writer.

Maybe there is a chance for happiness after all, despite my online slutdom and psychopathic urges.

I am grateful for the chaos. Grateful for the immense change that it brought. Grateful that now, I am in a pleasant state of calm.

For us, silence is all we have ever known. I do not speak because I do not know what to say. He does not speak because he has no interest in talking.

I love two men. I fuck two men.

He emitted, even across the large office, a wave of power, intelligence ... and sexuality.

In the world of fight or flight, I froze in place and got eaten.

Its. A. Chicken. There ain't no Chef Boyardee prepackaged meals in nine different flavors.

a bond which cannot be broken.

Fate was funny that way; it had its own way of changing our lives.

It was worth it as soon as I saw you'.

A child is the quickest to trust because they have no concept of the depravity of our species.

Marrying the wrong person only denies you both a chance at your soul mate.

Kissed you. I just kissed you. Big fucking deal. You wouldn't shut up.

You kiss all your friends?" The corner of his mouth turned up. "When they have a mouth like yours.

But I will always own your heart. And this man would be second to me in your heart.

They think their Mercedes makes them a better person, when - to us - it's just an indication of low self-esteem.

Money can't massage the fact that, right now, my man feels broken.

Inhaled. The way you would a peach, when you can't get enough of the smell and you want more.

Ben cleared his throat, and the eye of every chicken stared, accusingly, in his direction.

Better to be safe than sorry. Wow. Those six words ... they could describe my whole existence.

Something inside of him twisted in an ugly manner. The girl had a damn movie star on her front porch and had looked away.

... has complete control of his heart. He will never stop loving her.

I have been alone so long, scared of myself and for myself, deprived of so many freedoms.

Liar." I accused.
He laughed and leaned in, close enough for only me to hear his response. "Yes, baby. And so are you.

Life is a series of stupid decisions interrupted by luck.

I love fucking you, he whispered, still moving inside me, slow and delicious, burying himself with every stroke.

But often, it is the forbidden that is the hottest, and the depraved that is the most arousing

But in the South, our smiles are our weapons and only a native knows a snarl from sincerity.

I will miss our porch. I thought about that as I settled into one of its rockers,

I can understand your judgment. I know that I am a prostitute. I'm not proud of it.

True love tests the boundaries of our person, makes us yearn to be better and fight for the ground we stand on.

And even if it is fake, even if it is for another woman, I want it. Badly.

I will fight for this love. Lie for it. Steal for it. It is worthy of that.

You will bend for me, spread for me, allow me to have every inch of surface, all while screaming my name and shuddering into my heart.

That might seem fucked up, but that is how I am. I take what I want, and I own what I have.

Love is only made more valuable by the risk of heartbreak.

If our love was lingerie, it would never come off.

On the bed - now," he ordered, yanking the band of his shorts and dropping them on the floor. "I need to fuck right now more than I need to breath.

I hate society's notion that there is something wrong with sex. Something wrong with a woman who loves sex.

Didn't want to know what made a few squeals come from that general vicinity. That was textbook romance. I'd give up an ovary for that right there.

The true measure of a man is how he treats you when others are not looking.

Yes, sweet tea. I had actually converted him into a human being.

Gentlemen are a dying breed.
Do your part to help out by supporting them sexually.

Cole should have known better. This man had probably tied down his wife and forced the wedding ring on her hand. He

Did I at least look kick ass?" "In your baggy tee, grandma bathing suit and ripped shorts?" he grimaced. "Oh yeah. Totally kick ass.

She tried discreetly to squint and instead came off looking as if she had discreetly farted.

You are every man's wet dream

I came to a sudden stop when my eyes met Jillian's.

I will not love you. I will have no use for you other than sex and photo ops. That is something you might want to consider when making your decision.

She made me feel that in all of the rotten of my soul, there still existed goodness, light. Hope.

I have been with a hundred women, but never loved one until her. I could be with a thousand more and never find another Layana.

In this moment, he takes my heart as well as my body.

I want you to be happy. I want to do my job so that you can move past this divorce and have a chance at normality.

Hope, in general, is dangerous. Hope can be the loose thread that pulls apart your sanity.

3. Don't kill anyone.

They were as done as our Waffle King after the Cow Incident of '97.

The word 'tight' has twenty-two definitions, but my favorite is Webster's fifth - "a bond which cannot be broken.

How much money I have is not indicative of my worth. If it was, then I would be the lesser individual on this porch.

Well," Dan says after about thirty minutes of friendly talk. "Should we go upstairs?

Incredible how quickly a world can change. How my entire person, our friendship, can be reduced to nothing, with just one confession.

But on this man the look was different. Hungry and possessive, he ate me with his stare, with the blatant desire that he made no attempt to hide.

Killer: yes. Exploiter of secrets: no.

Death. It is a strange stalker, one that we spend our whole lives running from, some more successful than others.

Sex should be about mutual enjoyment, connection, the borrowing from another's fire at a moment when you want it most.

You live here, you work in the industry. You don't have to be it.

I am grateful that I got kicked in the ass. That I had a taste of reality before I traveled too far and that persona became permanent.

I should be riding him like a prize stallion.

Kissed. Worshipped. Seduced. Fucked within an inch of her life.

The act of sex is healthy, normal, God-given. It's the emotions and entitlement that everyone attaches to it that is harmful.

There is a level when your heart breaks past the point of repair. When it shatters into pieces that cannot be glued back together.

Snow. Falling snow is what brought us together. That and his hurried life, which collided us in the first place.

I was, and still am, a dramatic rider. I believe that there's no point in doing something if you aren't going to do it with all of your heart.

The beauty of the internet, a stalker's fucking dream.

I was a child of wealth, expected to do nothing but everything.

Maybe one day I'll read something that helps to explain it, something that offers some justifiable reason for my insanity's existence.

This love is worth the unsaid truths. The hidden lies.

There was so much bullshit flying around that our flies were confused. Every

Closure. Such an odd concept. Did relationships really need it? Or was it just an excuse for one last glimpse at what could have been?

The old Piggly Wiggly parking lot rented for the trailers.

With the millions of men in Los Angeles, why date brothers?

I was a stupid, self-assuming girl. Sitting at that table? Smug in my confidence of my ownership?

I need you to be fully mine. I need you to love only me.