Sex and the City [Season 3]

I'm going to tell you something, there's two types of guys out there, the ones that hold your hand and the ones that fuck you.

Hello, 911. I'm on fire.

You men have no idea what we’re dealing with. Teeth placement and jaw stress, and suction and gag reflex. And all the while bobbing up and down, moaning and trying to breathe through our noses. Easy? Honey, they don’t call it a job for nothing!

— I made a mistake.
— Fuck you.
— I love you.
— Fuck you.
My mind was yelling how angry I was... but my heart, my heart. Fuck me...

When Charles Dickens wrote: "it was the best of times, it was the worst of times" — I believe he must have been having an affair with his married ex-boyfriend.