The night we met –’ ‘I’m not like that guy.
I’ve heard people say My heart stopped—which of course isn’t possible unless you’ve just died—but I now understood where the perception might originate.
When your parents tell you someone has gone to heaven, that person is never, ever coming back.
If I met you last night, and brought you back to my place, or followed you to yours, and we had sex, that's what we asked for from each other. It's what I got, and what you got. I don't know you. You...
I was sure you 'd dropped the class, which made me selfishly ecstatic. Without even knowing i was doing it, i started looking for you on campus.
Wow, that sounds total stalker. Or totally hot. God.
Wow, shit. Gotten us a place? I am gone. Over Dorcas Cantrell, a girl who convinced me in a one-minute phonecall that I meant nothing to her.
The world an author creates and the characters that inhabit it may come from her imagination alone, but few authors can wrestle the story that emerges into shape without help.
Smugly on the other side of Kelly, our pianist, who’d opted
Some of us can begin to heal the damage people have done to us by escaping the situation, but some of us need more than that. Tattoos make statements that need to be made. Or hide things that are no o...
She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.
There's not a boy on the planet worth this amount of angst. I know; I used to be one
Le lacrime più amare sparse sopra le tombesono per le parole non dette e le azioni non fatte.Harriet Beecher Stowe
The night we met –’
Jackie?It wasn't your fault.
He looked up and caught me staring, and for the first time that morning, neither of us looked away until Erin said, J—pay attention! Just try to slap me. I broke the stare and turned to her. She moved...
Why me? I hear his answer in my head before he says it.Don't know, honey. But there's a reason for everything. Dad pats my hand. We'll just have to wait patiently to see what it is.As i do every time...
I just told her I love her. There’s no going back. Nothing to do but own it. But there’s the crux of the matter—I want to own it.
When I registered for econ, I had no idea that I'd be in for this level of reality-show drama. It's like a big fat bonus.
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I run my fingers through the hair at her temples, taking her face between my palms, and sh...
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