I Guess Love Is The Real Suspension

He Gives Me A Kiss That Barely Touches My Lips – It Means Nothing Or Everything. After He’s Gone, I Think, Happy Birthday To Me. Jack Says, ‘that Was The Guy?’ ‘that Was Him.’ Jake Shakes His Head. ‘what?’ ‘he’s Not For You,’ He Says. I Say, ‘how Do You Know?’ But What I Mean Is, How Do You Know? ‘he’s Like Ashley Wilkes,’ He Says. ‘any One Of These Guys Is Rhett-ier Than He Is.’ Again, I Ask My Benignly Inflected, ‘how Do You Know?’ ‘how Do I Know?’ He Says, Tackling Me Into A Bear Hug. ‘how Do I Know? I Know, That’s How I Know.

Basically, All Anyone Has To Do Is Ask Me For Fun Details Or Tell Me To Be Creative, And My Mind Turns To Mud. I Am Instantly The Most Boring Person You've Ever Met.

You Can Feel That He Wants To Own You - Not Like An Object But Like A Good Dream He Wants To Keep Having. He Lets You Know That You Already Own Him.

It's Perfectly Natural To Doubt Your Judgment About Doubting Your Judgment.

Sometimes You’re Loved Because Of Your Weaknesses. What You Can’t Do Is Sometimes More Compelling Than What You Can.