dogs i love

sheltie
pomeranian

It's just so hard when you're so cute, and I'm so horny and it's only a couple of thin layers of cotton separating our genitals. ”

Ship's mast

 

-You know, a bar offers all kind of things other than alcohol. 

-Hmm. Really? Like what? 

-Women, nacho grande platters, the fellowships of fascinating individuals like Warren here. Alcohol is just a lubricant for all the individual encounters that a bar offers. 

Jungle Julia: Jesus Christ, Shanna, it is not my fuckin' job to supply y'all with weed whenever we go out.
Shanna: Whoa, whoa whoa, little lady, you're gettin' angry kinda quick, doncha think? I was just teasin' you!
Jungle Julia: I'm not angry, it would be nice if y'all didn't just count on me all the fucking time and surprise me every once in a while with pot.  

 

The woods are lovely dark and deep, and I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep. Did you hear me, butterfly? Miles to go before you sleep. 

Then prove it! Or does your manhood go no deeper, then standing to piss?

Sometimes the greatest journey is the distance between two people

 

 

 

I knew when I married you that you were selfish and spoiled. But I loved you. I knew you only married me to get as far away from your mother as possible. And I hoped that one day... there'd be something more. I was wrong. You don't have it in you.

Kitty Fane: For God's sake, Walter, will you stop punishing me? Do you absolutely despise me?
Walter Fane: No. I despise myself.
Kitty Fane: Why?
Walter Fane: For allowing myself to love you once.  

If people only spoke when they had something to say, the human race would soon lose the power of speech. 

Kitty Fane: Walter, stop. I'm pregnant.
Walter Fane: A baby?
[while Walter begins to look elated, Kitty looks terrified]
Walter Fane: You're quite certain?
Kitty Fane: Yes.
Walter Fane: Well, that's wonderful.
[he sees the scared look on Kitty's face and the he remembers; Kitty's affair with Charlie Townsend]
Walter Fane: How long do you think you've been like this?
Kitty Fane: Two months. Maybe longer.
Walter Fane: [his expression becomes solemn] Kitty. Am I the father?
Kitty Fane: [crying softly] I honestly don't know. I'm sorry.
Walter Fane: Well... It doesn't matter now, does it?
Kitty Fane: No. No, it doesn't. 

Shame on you.

tiger woods

tony parker

Ashley Cole

jesse James

Chris Brown

jude law

Ryan Phillippe

hugh grant

brad pitt

Eric Benet

Ethan Hawke

Rashad McCants

prince charle

olivier martinez.

 

In my arms she was always...

Lolita.

Light of my life...

fire of my loins. 


My sin... my soul. 


I looked and looked at her,

and I knew as clearly as I know that I will die... that I loved her more than anything I'd ever seen or imagined on earth.

She was only the dead leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago,

but I loved her; this Lolita, pale and polluted,

and big with another man's child.

She would fade and wither, I didn't care.

I would still go mad with tenderness...

at the mere sight of her face.