“I opened my mouth. My tongue wouldn’t form words. I had so much to say. I took a bite of spaghetti. Time passed. When she stopped speaking, her eyes were wet. She wasn’t crying, but her eyes were full. Full… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“If you ever lay a hand on me. Slap me, hit me, grab me, push me, anything. I’m gone. I’ll leave you and never… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“Life id far more abrasive experiencing it's individual components than the sum itself” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“The feeling of pain never leaves. With every beat of my heart, I am reminded that it remains. It festers within me like an… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“I suppose a good recipe for life would be to allow nothing into it, knowingly at least, which is bitter. It’s disappointing we aren’t… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“I felt like we were a machine, working in unison with one another. This was perfect. With my eyes closed, there was no time, no space, no house, no kitchen, just us. We weren’t two people any more, we were an us. A we. We became one. His tongue sliding up and down, and pressing against my clit. Each time… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share
“Children. Pay close attention to them. They grow up to be adults. The really heinous people we see on the news? The serial killers,… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“If we aren’t focused on living life to the best of our ability, we’re slowly dying a death that’s of our own choosing. The… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“I have no idea where he gets these ideas, but he sure knows how to get in my head, and make me want to… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“Vivian Simon, I love you. But always know this,” he paused. “I pizz you. And no one else on this earth has that, baby,”… — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
“…you don’t give someone your love. They take it. Love is taken. And, when someone takes your love, you will know it…” — Scott Hildreth Copy Share Image
