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He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strenght, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. (ang.) .
You were right. The reason I took you in was because you took a bat to the head. But it’s not the reason I want you to stay. But don’t get the idea that we’re some married couple, because we’re not. We’re not like fucking straight people, we’re not like your parents and we’re not a pair of dykes marching down the aisle in matching Vera Wangs. We’re queers, and if we’re together it’s because we want to be, not because there’s locks on our doors. So if I’m not in, assume I’m doing exactly what I want to be doing: I’m fucking. And when I come home, I’ll also be doing exactly what I want to do: coming home to you. (ang.) .
I want to be with somebody who only wants to be with me. Who doesn’t need to see other people or be in the scene every night. I want to be with somebody who I can have a picnic on the floor with, and tell things to that I’ve never told anybody. (ang.) .
– I wanna be hard, Mom. You have no idea how much I want to be hard. Oh, Lord, make me hard so that I can fuck every hot guy I see! That’s why God gave me a second chance, Mom, so that I can use the one ball I have left! (ang.) .