I pick a fight. I am cruel. I annihilate him.
Do you like it? she asks. Universal bitch speak for
Callipygian:Having shapely buttocks.
What my parents never considered is that I just wanted a choice.
It's a relief to know it won't happen. It makes things easier.
I've always felt lucky to live someplace where snow is rare, you know? It's rareness that makes it so speacial.
He closes his eyes.Our lips brush lightly.If you ask me to kiss you , I will, he says.His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst into flames.Kiss me, I say.He does.
Happy Thanksgiving, he says, handing me my ticket. Let's see some dead people.
Finally, thank you to Jarrod Perkins. I'm crying now just because I typed your name. I love you more than anyone. Ever. Times a hundred million billion. Etienne, Cricket, and Josh--they were all you,...
Cricket Bell. I smiled into my phone. How did you get so wise?
Closed. Plenty of time to see it later, remember? He leads me into the courtyard, and I take the opportunity to admire his backside. Callipygian. There something better than Notre-Dame.
When it's right, it's simple.
We've stopped in front of Notre-Dame again. I point at the familiar star and clear my throat. Wanna make another wish?You go first. He's watching me, puzzled, like he's trying to figure something out....
Ti amo come si amano certe cose oscure, segretamente, tra l'ombra e l'anima.
The walls here are thinner than Band-Aids,
The only French word I know is oui, which means yes, and only recently did I learn it’s spelled o-u-i and not w-e-e.
Phones are distracting. The internet is distracting.The way he looked at you? He wasn't distracted. He was consumed.
Pero son las imperfecciones de una persona lo que la hace perfecta para alguien más.
Is Etienene okay?Haven't seen him.He went to Ellie's last night.Just when I thought I couldn't feel any worse.I twist the corners of my pillow. Did I,uh,say anything weird to him last night?Apart from...
I'm walking you home. It's late. And it's pouring