We’ve stayed in past, in the dark ages, sustaining this definition of beauty, enabling it to define our lives and livelihood in return. When will we leave it?

The taught notion of romance as something derailing or immoral right until one is married shares the obscenity of an oil spill; its stains are incendiary and enduring.

While I don't have a fool-proof way to protect you, think of this: life is just a series of interactions with other humans where every moment could be the last.