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See. That's what I didn't like. You meet someone, you tell them about yourself, and they pretend to be all about it until you get in a relationship. Then they tell you should change because your life makes someone who you're not even fucking uncomfortable. That wasn't my issue.
“I just broke up with my boyfriend.” HALLELUJAH! How often is God good? You better answer all the time! I prayed for that niggas downfall everyday and I almost broke into a full praise dance hearing that it had finally happened. Won't he do it!
I didn't have any ass but that was ok because I also didn't have a gag reflex.
It seemed egregious in my head but it sounded just plain greedy out loud.
He left behind an unexpected feeling of profound emptiness, and it upset my spirit to know that he couldn't live inside of me.
It was the very definition of hedonistic and I wanted to get that shit memorialized in an oil painting. So maybe I was a little gay.
But when you actually find yourself sandwiched between giving and taking, two opposite ends of the spectrum, you realize why the world demonizes sexuality. Because knowing that this feeling was free was revolutionary. The world could probably heal if we all just fucked a little more.
Monogamy isn't automatically better than polyamory, it's just different. Different people love in different ways and that's ok.”
Thax really was in a fighting mood and was also probably one misplaced comment from finding out how Craig got fired on his day off.
I have no idea where she is, and believe me, I wish I did. She has my good wig and it’s date night.”
“Everything is complicated. The economy is chaos, the world’s on fire, the government is a shitshow. Just let us love on you.”
“I know, and I love you too,” she smiled. “Now help me out of this dress. We got memories and messes to make.”
