Character: Melissa

- I just hugged her.
- You explain it to my erection.

- You're stuck in the 1980s.
- Each generation gets stuck in your youth, and then scolds the next generation that they are stuck in their unotech.

- How could you forget our kiss?
- I often forget things that is happening to me.

This time I lied to you knowingly...
- ?
- To keep your trust!
- You lied to me to keep my trust?!

Then suddenly it dawned on me that my old friend, the adorable Labrador and not a grumpy Teddy bear, and a man. Real, infinitely sexy man with a trained muscle, a seafaring courage and large sensitive hands. A man who is perfectly able to hold a conversation over dinner, while not flattering and not making faces, choose suitable to the occasion of clothing, but not in order to become the center of attention and speak in the same friendly tone and with my grandmother, and a member of the crew. This guy like nobody cared about me. I protrusile, but there is nothing particularly bad happened. I just splashed by a wave. How Nelson would have acted if I fell overboard and sank?

I'm a new therapy. It's called a filter. You need only listen to nice and easy nice talk. And unpleasant only when necessary.

Do you know how long I've been waiting for someone like you?
- I don't know... but I wish you luck in future searches!

He left, and everything ceased to be.

She often recalled the phrase you read once on the wall in the shower: "what does not kill us makes us stronger".
And now, seeing the droplets of perspiration that broke out on upper lip of Rex, she knew that he was committing the same mistake that the girl who wrote those words on the wall.
Not all will make you stronger. You can survive, but remain a cripple and the rest of your life, to tremble with fear.
Sometimes it's better just to run, to escape, to slip away. Or at least ask for help.