I'm a smart guy, I know the history of this issue and why people care about it.
Things were a lot simpler in Detroit. I didn't care about anything but boyfriends.
I don't care how good a song is - if it holds back the storyline, stalls the plot, your audience will reject it.
I'm never proper or careful, but I never curse in front of my mother, either.
I tend to not really care for re-makes in general. Mainly they are horrible.
I really don't care for the proper chef coat.
Well, actually I don't care what surface I'm playing on.
I don't really care how we done it, we done it.
You know I don't care if the world thinks I'm smart or not.
I don't care what other people think.
There was a time when all I cared about was the next game, the next party, the next tee time.
Ava Fontaine: I don't care if it's legal! It's wrong.
I don't think you can be a designer if you don't care.
I don't care about writing really.
Cuz I was never pretty anyway and never cared anything about that.
I want to make love to you, Rhone. I want to fill your ass with my penis and fuck you until you love it just as much as I do. I want to suck your dick and eat your balls until your cum coats my tongue and throat. I want you to do the same to me. I wa...
This leaves us with the urgent question: How can we be or become a caring community, a community of people not trying to cover the pain or to avoid it by sophisticated bypasses, but rather share it as the source of healing and new life? It is importa...
Sarah Lynn strides out of the stairwell. Lawrence watches her go. The door slushes shut behind her, and he turns to me with a tightened jaw. I want to tell him: No, no, you've got it all wrong. I don't care if you kiss a white girl. I don't care if y...
Joan Clarke: So what? I had my suspicions. I always did. But we're not like other people. We love each other in our own way, and we can still live the life together that we want. You won't be the perfect husband? I can promise you I harboured no inte...
I want to undress you, touch you, kiss you, taste you. And then I want you to taste yourself on my mouth." He kissed her again, hot and strong and long. One hand crept to her clothed breast, kneading it. "I want you hard and hot and deep and fast. An...
I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.
