Alex, are you okay? Brittany asks, looking totally concerned.Should I tell her I was spacing out while thinking about us having sex?Mrs. P. walks up the aisle with a stern look on her face. This is a...
Alex probably brings his dates sharp knives as gifts, in case she'll need one when she's out on a date with him.
A veces hay que alejarse de la multitud para ser una mejor persona. No siempre es fácil, eso es seguro. Pero es correcto. Y a veces hacer lo correcto se siente muy bien.
I don't want you to love me.- Too late, mi chava.
Clocked
Your stitches are bleeding.They’re staples, I correct her, trying to lighten the mood. The girl is even whiter than she usually is. And she’s breathing heavy, almost panting. If she passes out, I swea...
You, my friend, are so good at lying to yourself you're actually starting to believe the bullshit coming out of your mouth
You're where I want to be.
Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other than the fact that I want to be near her. Screw the bet.I want to know how to make this girl laugh. I want to know what makes her cry. I want to...
What are you gonna do if I break one of your *&^%$ing rules?
Unfortunately, there are no guarentees in life.
There are no rules to attraction. Jake is nothing like who I wanted.
Sometimes we have to prove to others we're strong even where we're not.
So shoot.I don’t know how to say this.I haven’t got all day, you know.I kissed Alex, I blurt out.Alex? ¡Benditaǃ Was that before or after the Colin breakup?I wince. I didn’t plan it.Isabel laughs so h...
She’s freaking out. If she cries, I won’t know what to do. I’m not used to crying chicks. I don’t think Carmen cried once during our entire relationship. In fact, I’m not sure Carmen has tear ducts.
Mr. Latino with the big ego got bested by a ditzy, blond bimbo.
If you can't share with your friends, who can you share with?
I seriously don’t give a crap how I get the pants; just that I get ‘em before my next class. A wet crotch is not the way to show Brittany I’m a stud.I wait at the tree while other kids throw away thei...
I rest my hand on the small of her back as we walk up to the house. Don’t ask me why I feel a need to claim her as mine. Maybe deep down I a Neanderthal.
I look ridiculous and stupid. As I check myself in the bathroom mirror, I want to back out. I'm wearing a skintight leotard/body suit obviously designed by women who have no clue about men's plumbing,...