Jess C. Scott

When our emotional health is in a bad state, so is our level of self-esteem. We have to slow down and deal with what is troubling us, so that we can enjoy the simple joy of being happy and at peace with ourselves.

The whole thing becomes like this evil enchantment from a fairy tale, but you're made to believe the spell can never be broken.

[Poem: Slates of Grey]Sullen faces like slates of grey__hat I__ seen on a walk today.Bodies rushing bodies boltingTime for life a disregarding.Money to make and to grow oldWhat about the hands to hold?Deadlines, projects, people to meetWhat about our own two feet.Sullen faces like slates of grey...What I__ see most anyday.

She was my black rose, a broken angel I could hug and drift away with into peaceful oblivion.

But the insane need to do it was stronger than the sense of whether it was a wrong or right thing to do.

I suppose it__ not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do _ to feel, discuss feelings. So that__ what I__ giving the finger to. Social norms and stuff_what good are social norms, really? I think all they do is project a limited and harmful image of people. It thus impedes a broader social acceptance of what someone, or a group of people, might actually be like.

Follow your heart, Ithilnin," Albirich repeated. "Time is precious. Don't waste it living someone else's life.

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls or characters, but pretty girls with fat asses and nice tits.

Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we__l be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.

If money__ the god people worship, I__ rather go worship the devil instead.

Having random sex the way Tania did sounded kinda...hollow. I didn__ want to live in a Hollowland.

They seemed to be together as one, somewhere else in a place that was lighter than air.

There's more to the erotic life than explicitness.

Now? I'm just another female faking orgasms to make a man not feel so inadequate.

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right.

That__ sad. How plastic and artificial life has become. It gets harder and harder to find something_real._ Nin interlocked his fingers, and stretched out his arms. __eal love, real friends, real body parts_

All I wanted was to share myself with him...in a love way, lust way, every kind of way.

Hate was the other side of love, wasn__ it? That__ what passion was like with her__o the highest of highs and the lowest of lows. We traveled to heaven and hell together. Earth wasn__ in the picture, and that was a problem.