Latakia Quotes

“Petey, when I undress you with my eyes, I get blinded by that fluorescent orange crab-trap you call your bush and immediately dress you again. And where the hell does anyone get hair that color anyway? What exactly did your mom screw to have you, huh? Carrots? Or pumpkins? Maybe a traffic cone? Is your dad a traffic cone, Petey?”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Is it true that your last name is Goodend? Are you really a gay guy with the last name Goodend? Because if it is, man, that's like, totally freakin' awesome!”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Trust and faith in one another makes us more than what we could be without it.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“And you’re a disgrace to the Tuttle family, you know? I gotta teach you how to throw a punch and you’re gonna learn how to fucking swim. I’m not jumping in to save your sorry ass every time you can’t figure out how to lift your fat head up out of the bathtub.” Matt said, “Fine.” Petey nodded once and said, “Good.” Matt growled, “Whatever.” “Yeah.” “Done.” “Fuck you.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“What the hell did you say to him, Petey?” Petey said, “A simple seven-word statement of fact.” Matt grinned. “What? My dick is smaller than a housefly’s?” “I’ve got a rifle with a silencer.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Cause even in the time I’ve known you
It’s like you’re the back of my hand
And the time is short
To find your way through
But you’re the back of my hand
Lord knows, it’s hard enough to toe the line
When you feel like you’ve lost your mind
Think of me and look up at the stars
And you’ll be fine
Just look at the stars and the sky they span
And you look up at the stars
And the sky they span
You’ll see that you understand
You’ll find your man
You’ll find your way home to me
‘Cause I’m the back of your hand
As long as the stars
Occupy the sky
I’ll be here
I’ll be your man
Mmm… mmm… I’ll be here…
I’ll be the back of your hand”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Matt felt like he surely had the absolute best friends in the whole world. “What the hell did you say to him, Petey?”

Petey said, “A simple seven-word statement of fact.”

Matt grinned. “What? My dick is smaller than a housefly’s?”

“I’ve got a rifle with a silencer.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“It had nothing to do with being gay or straight. Trust and faith were what mattered and those were very elemental things. And honor, too – following through on the commitment no matter what the personal cost was.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“A large part of courage comes from trust. Trust in yourself. But also trust in your brothers that they’re there backing you up. Having faith in knowing that there are those that will do anything, absolutely anything, to support you and help you gives you a courage you could never have otherwise. Courage is faith and trust, Matt.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“You heard the flamer, asswipe! Get lost! He doesn’t need you anymore. He’s got fifteen real men here lined up to butt-fuck him tonight.” Brian”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“They groaned and Matt commanded, “Do it! Petey, I’ll give you a few extra seconds to find that puny thing of yours.” They all obliged Matt and let him take a photo of them with their hands in their crotches grabbing their dicks. Petey”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Matt continued to look at Mope like he had tapped a special bullshit reserve to feed him. “None”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Travis took a deep breath. He turned to Matt and put his hand behind Matt’s neck, pulling his face to his own. Their lips met and Travis relaxed into the kiss. He hadn’t realized how much he had needed to kiss Matt all night. Their faces pressed together, their tongues met and slipped against one another, and Travis felt the familiar crunch of the facial hair around Matt’s mouth pressing into him. Inside him, the hot ember burned brighter and hotter, its warmth spreading out through his entire body. Travis pulled back, his face only an inch away from Matt’s. He could see the orange firelight dancing in Matt’s eyes. He ran his hand along the back of Matt’s head. Matt grinned and said, “I love you, Trav.” Travis nodded and said, “I love you, too, Matty.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia

“Travis shifted around so he could change places with Matt. He wanted to put his head on Matt’s chest. He wanted to hear Matt’s heartbeat. Make sure it was still there. He thought about the close call and how he had been Matt’s heartbeat today, his breath. If he was lucky, he still was. And if he was honest, as far back as a lonely night on a road outside of Latakia, Matt had become his heartbeat and his breath.”
― J.F. Smith, Latakia