“We take off our clothes and she has a brown doo-doo line in her underwear.”
A man who loves you won’t darken your brilliance, but let your two souls—together—illuminate the sky.
I will not let the worldly trials weaken me to the point that I forget the one who created me.
“You can use my mouth anytime you want.”
“If I get home from work before my girlfriend, I will cuddle the cats and talk to them in a cute-ish high-pitched voice.”
Someone’s perception of you is not your identity.
Home is where you wake up early in the mornings, realizing that it is where life fixed in firm and perfect patterns, indelible and infinite. Ancient and for always, back and forward.
A book has its own history. It can bring us back not just to the world within its pages, but to the world where we entered it.
Because just like the seasons, we fall, we grow, we tumble, we change, we begin again.