Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?โ Barrons asked, watching me carefully. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at the memory. โIt was like being owned.โ Some women like that.โ Not me.โ Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.โ I doubt it. I couldnโt breathe with him kissing me.โ One day you may kiss a man you canโt breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.โ Right, and one day my prince might come.โ I doubt heโll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.
Karen Marie MoningFeelings, emotions - they are neither right nor wrong. They cannot be assigned a value. Feelings *are*. By labeling a feeling wrong, you force yourself to ignore that feeling. And what you most need is to feel it, let it burn through you, then get on with life.
Karen Marie MoningLiminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.
Karen Marie Moning