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Sure, the multimillion-dollar views of LA are breathtaking, but I can unlock my house with an app!
“That’s okay. I’m better in small doses. Even my mother used to tell me that.” “That could be the saddest thing I’ve ever heard.” “Right? Feel sorry for me!”
“Six months without killing anyone. How will I survive?”
They’re both kind of scary-looking, but apparently my dick likes that.
“You’re either really good at manipulation or terrible at it because I can see right through your act, but I still want to do it.”
“Goodnight, Rambo.” “Night, Pop Star.”
“Please.” He lifts his, and holy forking fucknuggets. He has abs on top of his abs. Super abs. They could be their own superhero and wear their own cape.
“Don’t go and fuck this up with logic and rational thought, because after that kiss, I don’t know if they even exist in this universe anymore.”
“Am I gonna have to bitch slap you upside the head for you to get it? Other people’s experiences don’t diminish your own.
“Soul mates is a bullshit notion. There are over seven billion people on the planet, and you only get one? Only one of them is your perfect match? That’s a one in seven point five billion chance of finding the love of your life.”
“Relationships break down. People change. Those who are truly in love can work at it for years and still end up apart. It doesn’t mean they weren’t in love or that they were supposed to love someone else more. It just … is what it is. Heartbreak sucks, but it’s a part of life. Putting it down to destiny or fate or any other higher deity is lazy and dismissive of the effort needed to truly make a relationship work.”
If destiny isn’t in control of our love lives, does that mean we only have ourselves to blame?
“I promise to always try to bring you a dose of normal.” It’s sad that’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever offered me.
“I’m just going to say it. It’s a good thing you like bottoming because I think I can only handle your weapon of ass destruction every once in a while.”
“I don’t even care about the mess. I’m more fixated on the fact you didn’t kill him,” Trav says. “My little boy is all grown up.” He sniffs and wipes a fake tear away.
As for Brix, I want to give him everything because he deserves it. He gives me the best thing of all: something to look forward to outside of being famous. I made him believe in fate. He makes me believe in love.
