Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection--intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces.
I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.
I chew the inside of my lip, considering for a second what it would be like to slap this skinny little witch right across her tight-lipped little face. ~Kelly about Suni
Demons exist,' he says simply, as if talking about the weather. 'They are real and they are dangerous. We hunt them when necessary and return them when we can.
if i had to choose between breathing or loving you, i would say 'i love you' with my last breath
Oh, I forgot to mention it: My brother is the kind of man whom women stalk. In cooperative packs.
you're like a dictionary, you add meaning to my life