We shouldn't be doing this. Dan broke the silence, his voice low. We would both get in trouble. He stood up. Let's go back.We shouldn't be doing what? I scrambled to my feet. What exactly are we doing?This.You mean consorting?Sure, consorting. Cavorting. Carousing. He paused to take a deep breath.Kissing. Then he leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine.
~ Leila Sales
If there's one common thread throughout all of history, it's that people have always fallen for the wrong people.
I think love without heartbreak is a myth. A pretty myth, but the kind of myth that ultimately makes us feel worse about ourselves because we're somehow not able to make it come true.
When you die, you just die. No ghost, no reincarnation, no heaven. People want to believe that their souls live on or whatever, but that's only because they can't handle the idea of the world going on without them.
