Forgiveness is not an event. It is a series of decisions made over and over again.
Forgiveness is not an event. It is a series of decisions made over and over again.
Sometimes there a hundred lies behind a smile and not a single truth behind a tear.
Bushwhacked, I examine my hands. Same hands. Rings still there but no longer valid.
Conversely, I though humiliation would be everything, but it´s such a nothing.
Maxim 31: Only cheaters prosper.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries
I kept telling myself that all the women in the world weren´t whores, just mine.
I found love in the arms of another woman. Who needs two legs, a torso, or talking?
The whole world seems tilted, my inner ear displaced by a hole where my spouse used to be.
18 rules for not getting caught. 1-17: don’t tell anybody. #18: not even your clone.
There are two types of people in the world,someone believes in love and someone does not:~>
My dear lady, you have no idea just how scandalous I can be. ~Peter Viktor von Strassenberg, 1905
He left a bit too easily and with obvious relief. His feet were swift and sure on the muddy path.
I would have been a black belt in Karate much sooner, but the store was sold out of Sharpie markers.
This people know where their husbands are. I would like to vomit. I would like to vomit my soul out.
My girl didn’t step out on me. She just stood in the doorway and wouldn’t close the door.