I never belonged anywhere until I met you.
I don’t like anyone knowing anything about me that I didn’t choose to tell them.
It’s easy to do right when everything goes right. But let everything go wrong, and see how difficult it becomes.
Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.
I’m as forgiving as the wall you hit at two hundred kilometers an hour.
Now I know there are ways to belong to someone that don’t take anything away. A relationship shouldn’t impose limits—and if it does, then it’s wrong. A lover should help you exceed your potential, not clip your wings.