Arena♡

“Okay, superstar. Here’s three words for you. You ready?”
I adopt a serious face, though my heart is hammering. “I’m ready.”
Looking into my eyes, she says calmly, “Let’s get married.”
I almost topple over onto the floor. “What?”
“You don’t have to shout at me. You did ask for three words, after all.”
I’m so astonished I almost can’t from a sentence. “B-but I thought… I meant… I love you!”
She smiles serenely at me. “I know you do, Mason. I love you, too. So much.”
“No—I meant I thought you were going to say I love you!”
“I know you did, honey, but I figured unless I popped the question first, you’d carry that big pink diamond around for who knows how long before you got around to asking me, so…” She shrugs. “Here we are.”
My jaw hangs open. “You know about the ring?”
Waldine throws herself onto one of the sofas, props her feet up on the arm, folds her arms behind her head, and grins at me.
“Son, half of Atlanta knows about the ring. You think you could sneak into a jewelry shop and plunk down millions on a piece of ice in that town and nobody would hear about it? Psh.”
― J.T. Geissinger, Rules of Engagement

“Being enemies doesn’t change the fact that you’re fucking mine.”
― Rina Kent, Steel Princess

“The weird thing about the bible is that almost everything in it is a metaphor.

So it seems to me that when the bible describes church as a place where two or more people discuss God, they don’t mean just the cathedral like churches. I don’t know what, who or where God is; but if everything is a metaphor, I think he or she is a comparison to us. I think we are like, or as God. I think when we get together, and talk about ourselves, about being human, about what hurts us; we are also talking about God.

So that’s also church, right?

I know this might seem blasphemous, but my priest tells me its okay to ask questions, even if they seem bizarre.”
― Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X

“I am injustice,” said tyranny.
“I am lawlessness,” said corruption.
“I am inequality,” said bigotry.
“I am intolerance,” said racism.
“I am destruction,” said immorality.

“I am independence,” said freedom.
“I am fairness,” said justice.
“I am humanity,” said compassion.
“I am tolerance,” said understanding.
“I am restoration,” said goodness.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo