Contemplate the chances of getting murdered.
But you and I, we were something. You understood me in a way I hadn’t experienced before. I didn’t have to explain. I didn’t have to hide. You just got it.
“It’s more enjoyable to have sex with the person who you get drunk with, eat pizza with, do stupid shit with, and love. I’d pick that over a random girl anytime. You’d have to be stupid not to.”
Love happens at appropriate times (like, when you’re in a long-term relationship with someone great), and also inappropriate ones (like, when you meet somebody at a party and have a weirdly awesome conversation and then make out in a bathroom).
If nothing else comes of it, if you don’t end up in a real relationship with him, will you still be happy you slept with him?
Tell me about the scar you have on your arm, tell me about all the times you felt you weren’t good enough, tell me about your dreams and what you’d do if you had nothing holding you back.
I have no interest in calling penetration love. Love has penetrated me enough times to know you hurt something over and over again and it will callus over
Touching her for the first time was electric and the connection between us sparked to life. I knew then I would never be able to let her go. My finger tips lightly caressed her cheek loving the feel of its silky softness.
Friendship is not a consolation prize. Some people are not going to like you. Attraction is not always mutual.
It helps you connect more deeply to the people you love.