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She wants war, I’ll give her war. I still got some fight in me. Fight’s all I got left.
Anger means yelling. It means frosty silences and heated exchanges. It does not mean crying your eyes out every time you think about the person you loved but hated, too.
“You say the word and we’ll ride at dawn, shovels in hand.”
Life is heavy. It’d be nice not to have to face it alone for once.
You’re human. You’re allowed to make mistakes.
why is Cash still lighting himself on fire to keep everyone else warm?
Maybe that’s what gets into your bones—the people more than anything.
Honey, you kiss me, and you’ll see just how easy I can be.
Come hell or high water, I’m going to be the last man—woman—standing.
“And now I can’t fucking stand how much I want you.”
Feeling that connection with nature is life-giving.
I have never felt…less used or more cared for in my entire life.
What a beautiful fucking mess we’re making.
We’re fucking, but our connection is so much more than just physical.
I love—love—how safe I feel in this man’s arms.
Something tells me we’d make a really great team as we stared down life’s challenges. Celebrated its joys.
I would’ve never opened myself up to that kind of slaughter if I could help it.
The way I crave this man is unlike any other urge I’ve had. I’ll never get over it.
Wear the hat, ride the cowboy.”
