That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

Erin and I spent four hours shopping for dresses and shoes Tuesday night. She was going all out in her intention to make Chaz regret any decision he'd made that didn't include worshipping at her feet.

Did that hurt? On your lip?" "Not too much. I said a few choice four-letter words, though.

What will you do with them?" "Redo them in charcoal, probably." "And then?" "Tack them to my bedroom wall." Bedroom wall? "Who wouldn't want to wake up to this?

I could never be afraid of you.

But I'll say this, if what looks like the facts of the matter are conflicting with your feelings, then you need more information before deciding

As for being somewhere you're not supposed to be - maybe you're here for a reason, or there is no reason.