“Die on me again, and I’m going to fucking piss on your grave. Shit no—I’m going to sell every single damned song we have to a children’s show with puppets.” — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“Kane reached for him, pulling him into a hug. “I’m sorry, baby. It’s fucking Valentine’s Day, and I wanted to… shit, you know I… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“She was a small cat, barely five pounds of black chinchilla fur and fangs, but Pearl Harbor envied her air-raid vocalizations.” — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“Men are—by nature—stupid creatures. I think I can speak with some experience on this. Both as a man and well, a gay man. It's… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“It's like a bad joke over here: a black woman, a Filipino transvestite, and a Korean ex-stripper walk into a gay man‟s house. All… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“And sometimes I just hug him because I know it pisses him off, and he can’t say shite about it.” — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“We were close enough to kiss, so close I could feel his warm breathon my mouth. I parted my lips, taking what he felt… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“He’s going to get hurt. And he’s got to know you’re someone safe to come back to. He’s going to feel that in his… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, Miki, you’ve got to stop building sand castles just to watch the ocean take them away,” Kane murmured against his cheek. “Sometimes, you… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“I stole a bit of a chopped vegetable and was about to put it in my mouth when Jae’s long fingers closed over my… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“Reaper came for all of us Jerked us up from the brine Slipped out from his bony fingers Landed on our feet just fine… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
“Hands on my skin, their filth working in. I can’t feel anything but pain. Why won’t this ever end? Too hard to breathe. Too… — Rhys Ford Copy Share Image
