“ Maybe illusion and artifice—lies, even—are a necessary part of romance. ”
I despise the rituals of fake friendship. I wish we could just claw each other's eyes out and call it a day, instead we put on huge radiant smiles and spout compliments until our teeth hurt from the saccharine sweetness of it all.
~ Jody Gehrman
These guys may not talk too much about relationships, but they sure do blush at telling moments, don’t they? Maybe that’s the key to understanding the opposite sex; I could invent a science, call it blushology.
Supposedly, guys think about sex every eight seconds. If that's true, how can they talk to their grandmothers?
I tried all kinds of approaches: sexy, friendly, intimidating—nothing worked. I’m starting to think there’s an invisible force field that prevents honest communication between X and Y chromosomes.
