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Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.

A fit, healthy body—that is the best fashion statement

I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?

V-Day…if you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for “your loved one” I think it’s quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. It’s all artificial, and has nothing to do with real love.

Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up.

Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good.

Last night I was seriously considering whether I was a bisexual or not but I don’t think so though I’m not sure if I’d like to be and argh I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that, if you like a person, you like the person, not their genitals.

My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism.

If you have the woman you love, what more do you need? Well, besides an alibi for the time of her husband’s murder.


Sam came around the side of the car and stopped dead when he saw me. “Oh my God, what is THAT?” I used my thumb and middle finger to flick the multicolored pom-pom on top of my head. “In my language, we call it a HAT. It keeps my ears warm.” “Oh my God,” Sam said again, and closed the distance between us. He cupped my face in his hands and studied me. “It’s horribly cute.” He kissed me, looked at the hat, and then he kissed me again. I vowed never to lose the pom-pom hat.

Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.

She held up her calloused, grimy fingers. Leo couldn't help thinking there was nothing hotter than a girl who didn't mind getting her hands dirty. But of course, that was just a general comment. Didn't apply to Calypso. Obviously.

Making love to me is amazing. Wait, I meant: making love, to me, is amazing. The absence of two little commas nearly transformed me into a sex god.


My shoulder will never be the same. I expect you to nurse me back to health.

I’m a fake fact factory. The things I make are the things I make up. Also, as a side business, I make love. Actually, I just made that up.

I make love with a focus and intensity that most people reserve for sleep.

Please, touch me, I pray.

She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.

Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.

My love is meatloaf flavored. I just wish my meatloaf was also meatloaf flavored.