Once a Pot Noodler, always a Pot Noodler.
He actually didn't have a clue what he'd put her through.
She was tired, her back was aching, and her life was.
Day when we were young and lovely.
Even a little bit? No. She
Just because it’s normal doesn’t make it any easier.
Lucas, I wouldn’t drive five
Was this rock bottom? Had he finally hit it?
It was hopeless. For a fraction of a second Millie was tempted to announce to Orla that one of her hobbies was pulling the wings off butterflies and that she was also partial to a spot of kitten-drown...
I'm trying my best, but I feel like such a spare part.
Having to pretend nothing was wrong, when everything was wrong, was excruciating.
Honestly, you tried your best and sometimes everything worked out perfectly. Other times, it went all horribly wrong.
He bestowed his smiles indiscriminately and left a trail of havoc in his wake.
Don't be a whiner, she told herself. Concentrate on the good things in life, even if there don't seem to be too many of them left.
The more you didn't want to bump into someone, sod's law dictated that the more often you would.
This not flirting and just-being-friends business was going to be bloody hard.
Oh my god, two days ago I fell in love with the girl of my dreams. Tonight I find out she's insane
It might not be much. OK, it wasn’t much. But it was a start.
I just needed to hear someone else say it. I do deserve better.
But this was just making her feel claustrophobic. They couldn’t carry on like this; she was going to have to do something about it.