Love is for everyone. The good, the bad, the disabled, the mad. Show more love to someone who doesn't understand what it is and free them from the pain and isolation that surrounds them.
You dont get to choose you just fall in love and you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know you love them so much except sometimes they just drive you completely insane and no one can explain it. And the reason its so confusing is because it's love., but if love didn't have any challenges what would be the point?
My heart was a hysterical unreliable organ.
Maybe the poets are right. Maybe love is the only answer.
If you're a bird, I'm a bird.
And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on.
Hey, don't knock masturbation. It's sex with someone I love.
Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.
There is more to sex appeal than just measurements. I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal, picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain.
We waste time looking for the perfect lover, instead of creating the perfect love.