Normal? I'm not normal enough for you? Carlos says. You want this guy instead? Did you notice his hair doesn't move? That's not normal. You want to date him again, go ahead. Hell, if you want to marry...
I hate games I can't win.
He may be out of my life physically, but he’ll always be a part of me. I can’t let him go even if I tried. Alex took a piece of my heart, but that doesn’t mean my life has to be on hold. I can’t keep...
He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.
Snakes don't have fuckin' legs, so how was I supposed to think there'd be one hidin' in the face of a damn rock that's ten feet below the summit?
Say it again, he says.That whole drawn-out speech? I remember something about a solar system, but I’m too light-headed to recite the entire thing all over again.He steps closer. No. The part about you...
Love isn't about honesty. It's about protecting the people you love from things that will hurt them.
I reach into the hat and pull out a little white slip of paper. I open it slowly while I bite my lower lip in anticipation. In bold letters I read HAND WARMERS.Hand warmers? I question.Alex leans over...
Does she realize she looks like a sunflower, ready to rain sunlight on all who look down upon her?
Cómo me gustaría poder retroceder al año pasado y empezar de nuevo. La vida no te permite hacer eso. No es posible borrar el pasado, pero voy a tratar de hacer que otras personas lo olviden.
You can’t keep her.I know that. But I’m not ready to give her up just yet.
What are you boys doing? she asks, as if we’re still little kids messing around.Arguin’, Carlos says matter-of-factly.
Outward appearances mean everything.
I’ll always love you, no matter what happens, okay?
She ignores me, so I cup my hands over my mouth and do something I haven’t done in years— barnyard sounds.
I’m eating breakfast the morning after Brittany’s warehouse visit when I glimpse a shaved head peeking through my front door.Paco, if that’s you I’d stay the hell away from me, I call out. slaps me on...
There’s always time for arguin’ when you’re a Fuentes.
The Professor doesn’t have a problem being called Dick? If my name was Richard, I’d go by Richard or Rich . . . not Dick. Hell, I’d even settle for being called Chard.
My brain tells me it will be better to just let him go.My heart... not so much.
Leí una vez que la memoria de los peces de colores solo duran cinco segundos. Les envidio. Mis recuerdos con Alex, mi amor por él, me durarán toda la vida.