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If it’s really all about a second-long dick sneeze, then I’m just ashamed about the human race in general. It has to be about the connection. About sharing something that intimate and that special and that personal with someone you love and cherish and adore. There has to be something spiritual to it. There just has to be.
Even the most groundbreaking events of our lives were nothing more than blips on the radar. No matter how hard things seemed while we were living them, we would move past them and find better times. We all carried scars. We just had to learn not to limp.
If you’re with the right person, it is worth starting wars over. Worth empires collapsing. Though I’m not sure anything is worth knives in the backs of friends and family.
I would ruin you for other men, but you would have all the words you could possibly need to describe the sensation. There would be no more gray and ash and boredom. There would be heat so vibrant, the world would catch fire. Your body would be my temple and I would be your savior and you would never feel like an obligation again.
If there’s a part of you that’s whispering, you have to listen. Life is meant to be lived, not survived.
The way I see the world is a constant question mark because I want freedom as much as I want security and I want stability as much as doing the same thing every day bores me.
The things that matter most aren’t actually things. They’re the odd moments of understanding. The breath in our lungs. The blood in our veins. The smile on the face of someone you love, of someone who loves you in return.
Change sucks and it’s easier to settle for the devil we know than to risk opening our life to the possibility of even more hellfire and brimstone.
Life is movement, sometimes fluid and graceful, sometimes harsh and jolting, but things are always moving and changing.
Life is supposed to be about the journey, but all too often, we’re so focused on where we think we’re going, we never appreciate where we are.
Life is too short and too fragile not to say what you mean and go after what you want. Why sit frozen in fear when you can move?
“We’re all lost, babe. All of us. If anyone tries to make you believe he knows what he’s doing, he’s full of shit. Every day is nothing more than trying to find your way forward. The trick is figuring out how to turn the confusion into a good time, otherwise life is going to suck.”
A woman’s body was a Ferrari, designed to feel sensation so deeply, it opened her heart. Under the right hands, a woman could experience near constant pleasure, orgasm blending into orgasm blending into orgasm, until her legs shook, her body trembled, and her soul caught fire. Most men weren’t equipped to handle a Ferrari.
