Do you think I just turn my secrets out for everyone?" He is unfazed. "I didn't know they were secrets," he says. "Or I wouldn't have asked.
There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.
It wasn’t a touch that said I need more. It was a touch that said I want this.
Write the book you've always wanted to read, but can't find on the shelf.
Peeling off my skin / leaving just my eyes behind / You see inside my head / Still know that you are mine.
I'm an equation that only she solves, these X's and Y's by other names called. My way of dividing is desperately flawed as I multiply the days without her" - Page 165