The word 'love' is a tool. It's a crowbar. You can get yourself into all sorts of places-someone's pants, someones heart, someone's life. And it's a hammer, too. Lot's of people swing it, with no idea who they'll hit. In fact, you can pound the shit out of people with that word: Dad on us, or Grandma on Dad.
So maybe I should stay away from Rob. What if I put a dent in his head, or sink the claw into his cheek, and all he's trying to do is 'love' me back?
- Kirstin Cronn-Mills, They Sky Always Hears Me
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