“ Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness. ”
There were books about how to be gay, he'd seen them in stores and libraries. Some of them even had diagrams. But there weren't any diagrams about how to fall in love with your best friend and not fuck everything up.
~ Poppy Z. Brite
Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.
But if I die without trying again, I'm a coward. I don't mind having regrets about stuff I've done. It's the regrets about stuff I haven't done that bother me.
Ah, relationships. If he was lucky, Luke thought, he would never have another one.
