Well, therapy was cheap and easy if you didn’t mind walking it in the snow to poop.

One glimpse of that glistening, tan back, those rangy shoulders, the sweat-slicked black hair, and his libido woke up and started to pray to Cialis, goddess of horny middle-aged men.

You’re the fantasy I never knew I had.

Oh gods, are you listening? A storm out at sea is one of your greatest creations. You should hear it praised. The sky is dark, almost as night, and the swells... they were taller than mountains.

He journeyed, in this climax, from the boy who was afraid to need, to the man who trusted he could.

He wasn’t sure which one of them initiated the kiss, but it started soft and then went sweet and then went tender and then went tinder, and then went out-of-control blaze.

All’orizzonte, le stelle erano visibili in una scia chiara contro il lucido nero e le nubi afose, all’apparenza morbide, e l’acqua nera del fiume erano un rilievo nero sul letto di luce che giocava nell’acqua, lasciando che il mondo intero, il loro mondo, divenisse un capolavoro in bianco e nero.

If I’m beautiful, I’m beautiful for you.

Being loved can do marvelous things for a man.

I’m starting to think being a grown-up isn’t going to school or even paying your own rent. It’s learning to fake it when you got no other choice.