"Before you go and criticize the younger generation, just remember who raised them" —Unknown Author
"The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary. Men alone are quite capable of every wickedness." -Joseph Conrad
"The healthy man does not torture others. Generally it is the tortured who turn into torturers."-Carl Jung
"A belief is not merely an idea the mind possesses. It is an idea that possesses the mind."-Robert Oxton Bolton
" I respect faith, but doubt is what gets you an education" -Wilson Mizner
"It's not so important who starts the game, but who finishes it."-John Wooden
"Wow, uh, can I call you back, Pierre? Someone just walked in. Thanks. Ok, I will. Bye." She took a deep breath. "How did.."
"I just asked," he replied. "There aren't too many women in this department."
"Right. Of course." She could feel the blood rush to her face. She was attracted to him and he knew it.
"I'd love to take you out." He smiled as his eyes oozed confidence.
"Ok" was all she could muster.
I used to date a boy named Mike. He was a sweetheart, but an obnoxious flirt and he sucked at helping people out with their problems because he was far too blunt sometimes. We fought, like most couples do, but we really cared about each other. Apparently he didn't care white as much as I did, or in the same way that I did. He broke up with me and I walked away broken-hearted, shit happens.
For a few months after the break up things were hostile. We got into more fights after our break up then we did in our relationship, but we could never just give up. We worked our asses off to talk to each other and to be friends and we eventually accomplished it.
And now, we love each other maybe more than we ever did. He truly became my best friend. Whenever I need someone to talk to I go to him and he never knows what to say and we get into huge fights because we both have a temper and know how to get under each other's skin. But… We always go running back, every time. I know that he tells me what I need to hear, even if I don't like it. And he knows that i love him and I can get a tad bit emotional. You've never seen two people more like a married couple.
The only problem with this scenario is that I really haven't loved any of my friends as much as I love Mike, I've never cared about a friend like this at all. And everyday I sit here and talk to him and pretend that everything is okay because at the end of the day I'd rather have him as my friend than nothing at all. And everyday he talks to me and hugs me and sends me poems, never knowing the truth. And I can't bring myself to tell him, I can barely admit it to myself.
Can I live in your pocket? I want you to tote me around, unseen. You can pull me out whenever you need me. I'll be there to help you if you get into trouble or comfort you when you're sad. You can tell me all of your secrets because you know I won't judge you. When you're out with your friends I can just curl up in a ball and fall asleep safely at your side. You don't need to give me attention all day every day, I just need you to make me feel special every once in a while. Just feed me and take good care of me and I'll always be your best friend.