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There were dark deeds and bad seeds, but who cared if the house was falling apart as long as it was pretty, right?
I wanted to get into a little trouble. I wanted to catch some rain, find something that made my heart pump again, and I wanted to know what it was like to not have anyone to grab onto.
Chess would teach me strategy, fencing would teach me human nature and self-preservation,
and dancing would teach me my body. All necessary for a well-rounded person.
Beware the fury of a patient man.
The closer you got to anything beautiful, the less beautiful it became. Allure was in the mystery, not the appearance.
“The shy ones tend to be the baddest after all.”
We weren’t going to hurt her. We were going to ruin her.
“Toughen up,”
“You’re not a victim, and I’m not your savior. You handled it. End of story.”
“We don’t need sex to survive, but we need it to live,”
“It’s a high, and one of the few things in life where all five senses are at their absolute peak.”
“Own who you are,” he commanded. “And don’t apologize. Do you understand? Own it or it will own you.”
“If that slut spreads her legs for you, I will make sure marrying me will be the nightmare of her life.”
“When you want to make an impression and you think you’ve gone far enough, go a little further. Always leave them wondering if you’re just a little bit crazy, and people will never fuck with you again.”
And the things that were irreplaceable in life were the only things of value.
Our scrapes and bruises, tattoos, scars, smiles, and wrinkles told our stories,
Redefine normal. None of us know the full measure of our power until we start pushing our boundaries and pressing our luck, and the more we do, the less we care what others think. The freedom feels too good.
I would always circle her. It never stopped. Even when we were kids, if she moved, I wanted to move. If she left a room, I wanted to follow. My body was always aware of where she was. And it was the same for her.
Yeah, it must be a bitch to realize you wasted three years hating the wrong person.
Was all the power I felt pretending like she didn’t exist greater than how fucking good she felt when I had her in my arms?
We want what we want.
She was tearing me up, and I wasn’t sure I cared. I just wanted to burn.
I knew what he wanted, but if he wasn’t giving me his heart, then I wouldn’t listen to him give me orders.
Life is one-way, and there is no return trip. What are you waiting for?”
