What other people think of me is none of my business.
Acting is living truthfully under imaginary circumstances. An acting teacher told me that.
You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.
"Fuck ‘em." Shortest prayer in the world."
be yourself, let the chips fall where they may.
I wish we were together in this bed. Squeezed so tightly. Where I could make love to you for hours. The deep love, that starts in the lungs when you’re far and burns up the spine when you are near. The place where lines blur between hunger and heartache. We stare into our souls with soundless moans; from hearts that hammer up collar-bones.