Joyce’s Reviews > Single Asiatic Male Seeks Ride or Die Chick > Status Update

I'd rather be the only one saying "I love you" than not feeling it at all.

It's OK to say "I love you" if you mean it, but even better if you don't want anything in return.

I didn't say those words to her again. They'd been said and didn't need to be repeated. I was sure of how I felt, so I just lived it. I was on my own timeline.

There's nothing more negligent than a false representation of love.

She was familiar, but it wasn't something physical or regional or cultural that was familiar. It was something deeply intimate and human.

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She was infinitely confident with maximum vulnerability.

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You have to love something enough to be honest and risk yourself to it.

None of her photos were straight on. Every one of them was covert and elusive, pushing you away before you could want something from her, unless you had what she wanted.

Bad posture was her essence. In all her photos she slunk like a snake luring you in, a drunken master creeping onto a new town, a wayward samurai descending on another warlord. She was looking for something.

She had low-slung green eyes that stayed in front of you like John Starks. For the record, that's attractive to a Knick fan.