Do You Still Love Me Quotes

• As you grow and change, you become possibly someone else. You want to go back to your family of origin and say, ‘Do you still love me? Would you still love me if I become X or Y or Z? When will you stop loving me? Is this unconditional love and if not what are the conditions?’

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  Jill Soloway

  Unconditional Love   Want   Do You Still Love Me  

  "Amazon’s ‘Transparent’ Is This Year’s Best New Show, And Everyone Should Watch It Right Now" by E. Oliver Whitney, www.huffingtonpost.com. September 25, 2014.

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• Any more questions?" I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. "Do you still love me any?" Eliot asks, putting his hand over mine. "A little." "A little?" he asks, pulling away from me. "A lot." "How much?" he asks. "More than chocolate chip cookies." "Mmm" he says, kissing my shoulder. "More than walking on the beach." Eliot kisses me on the neck. "More than . . ." I pause, turning to look at him. "More than?" he asks, kissing my lips. I turn toward him. "Anything.

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  Brad Barkley

  Beach   Kissing   Hands  

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• Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.

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  Cassandra Clare

  Faces   Sides   Study  

  Cassandra Clare (2014). “City of Lost Souls”, p.96, Simon and Schuster

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• Dear Nintendo, We need a new Mario game, where you rescue the princess in the first ten minutes, and for the rest of the game you try and push down that sick feeling in your stomach that she’s ‘damaged goods’, a concept detailed again and again in the profoundly sex negative instruction booklet, and when Luigi makes a crack about her and Bowser, you break his nose and immediately regret it. When Peach asks you, in the quiet of her mushroom castle bedroom ‘do you still love me?’ you pretend to be asleep. You press the A button rhythmically, to control your breath, keep it even.

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  Joey Comeau

  Sex   Regret   Princess  

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• Do you still love me, Janie?' Janie stares at him, incredulous. 'Yes, of course! I don't say it lightly.' 'Say it lightly in my ear,' he demands. She smiles, rests her soft cheek on his scratchy one, and whispers it. 'I love you, Cabe.

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  Lisa McMann

  Love You   Ears   Demand  

  Lisa McMann (2010). “Fade”, p.136, Simon and Schuster

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