And if I'm not forgiven, then at least I'm understood.
I`m surrounded by people and feel alone.
It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.
Love is not something you protect. It’s something you risk.
Really? Was that how you quit me?
One day she told me that they'd decided that my gender was divvied into two neat piles-Men and Guys. Basically, all the saints of the world: Men. The jerks, the players, the wet T-shirt contest aficionados? They were Guys.