True spirituality involves not stealing another’s garlic bread.
~Me to the Boy over dinner last night.
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What?! Are you going to disagree?? 😯
True spirituality involves not stealing another’s garlic bread.
~Me to the Boy over dinner last night.
~
What?! Are you going to disagree?? 😯
It’s a mighty good thing there’s only one navel to gaze at. Self-absorbed and squint may be a bit much for even me.
I’ve just realized the secret to true happiness.
It’s not a man.
It’s not babies.
It’s a closet full of brand new shoes.
J, at last, I feel wholly fulfilled.
~Me to the BFF, all enlightened and aglow.
Her response:
You clown, you’ve been watching too much Sex & the City.
Sigh.
But you guys understand, don’t you?
Don’t you? 😦
Everybody has the fundamental right to be loved exactly the way they want to be.
Not differently, no less and without compromise.
If that’s not it, then it’s not worth it.
There is nothing lonelier than lying awake next to a deeply slumbering person, counting moments to the rhythm of their breath.
All of a man’s worth boils down to how tenderly he responds to your post-orgasm sobs.
Vox populi