As my muscles marginally relax, the tension flicks from anger to fevered desire. I want to tear each wisp of clothing off her and tie her to this f**king desk. I’ll know next time, to bring my satin ribbon.

— M.R. Field

I don’t know how long we’ve sat here. All I do know is that my heart feels torn in two. Have I been here hours? Or minutes? Heartbreak is timeless".

— M.R. Field

Know that I fought Trinity, with every part of me, I fought

— M.R. Field

Like a phoenix rising through the fire, my Robbie, my Resort rises forward, and I hope and pray that he can take him out.

— M.R. Field

My illusion, the idea of a soul mate, was so entrenched in my fantasy that the thought of letting him go, wrecked me.

— M.R. Field

Walking into my room, I turned and caught his gaze, “But you’re good at walking away, so you obviously haven’t changed.” Pointing to my chin, I indicated, “Except this,” meaning his goatee, “this is new, but you being an asshole, yep-still there. Oh, well.” I took a step back and flicked the door, slamming it. -Trice

— M.R. Field