Leyna

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches,

only writes to, keeps little photographs of.

—Charles Bukowski, An Almost Made Up Poem

Currently reading American Assassin by Vince Flynn

Haven't finished this one. (Rest in Peace, Mr. Flynn)

Currently reading: Life after Life by Kate Atkinson, but thinking of switching to

The Ocean at the End of the Lane.

Random texts/messages from your favorite person.

If you can seduce the mind, you can seduce the body.

Currently reading American Assassin by Vince Flynn

Because you always treat me as someone worthy of your time.

No woman gets an orgasm from shining the kitchen floor.

Betty Friedan

Surprises

The man of my depraved dreams,

^{You're still the best part of my every day.}

Your bitch

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-rboatMpXc

That voice...my, my, sexy!

Just finished Room by Emma Donoghue.

"You are the sun, and you are the shadow. How do I escape from that?"

Could you please just stay like that? A pleasant surprise.

harum-scarum

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJOzdLwvTHA

For that lovely man.

The best thing about being a woman is you're underestimated. And it's always easy to disarm a non-suspecting man.

http://img2.timeinc.net/ew/i/2012/12/03/fl-enders-game_510x380.jpg

Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card

"Writing is hard for every last one of us—straight white men included. Coal mining is harder. Do you think miners stand around all day talking about how hard it is to mine for coal? They do not. They simply dig. You need to do the same. Write … Not like a girl. Not like a boy. Write like a motherf#&ker."

—Cheryl Strayed, on aspiring women writers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVv3Y5lP8ng

Playing this on repeat, and trying not to laugh.

http://youtube.com/watch?v=6qv2icV_ac4

Is It Okay If I Call You Mine - Max Sharam version

When you judge someone, you don't define them, you define yourself.

A man will treat you, the way you allow him to. So, either you put up with his crap or walk away. A little self-respect doesn't hurt, dear.

She said, I love you.

He said, Nothing.

(As if there were just one

of each word and the one

who used it, used it up).

In the history of language

the first obscenity was silence.

The Primer by Christina Davis