Jamie McGuire

Because even if we were struggling, we had goals. It didn't matter that we weren't there yet. What mattered is that we both experienced setbacks, and full-blown failures, but we got up, brushed ourselves off, and kept going-and were making the best of it.

I know we're fucked up, alright? I'm impulsive, and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don't deserve you...but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I loved anyone or anything ever. When you're around, I don't need booze, or money, or the fighting, or the one-night stands...

Travis: Happy anniversary,Pidge.Abby: One down, forever to go.

I thought I was going to sweat five years before I'd feel like this.""I wanted it as much as you did. I've just got a hell of a poker face" I smiled, pressing my lips against his.

I was his exception, and as much as I had tried to fight my feelings, he was mine.

She liked it dark when her soul felt black

It__ just you and me against the world, Pidge.

He held me tight against him until I quit struggling, and then he flicked the strap of my dress, causing it to hang off my shoulder.''Since the word virgin came out of those beautiful lips of yours... I have a sudden urge to help you out of that dress.

Time will make it worse! You're...the other half of his soul. He's never going to get over you. And no matter how much you hope that you will... you'll never get over him. You're going to wake up one day and realize what you've done, and you're going to regret the time you wasted apart from him for the rest of your life.

To douchebags!" he said, gesturing to Brad. "And to girls that break your heart," he bowed his head to me. His eyes lost focus. "And to the absolute fucking horror of losing your best friend because you were stupid enough to fall in love with her.

You realize people like you and Trav are going to fight, right?" America said, filing her nails as she chewed the huge wad of gum in her mouth.I turned over on the bed. "You are officially fired. You are a terrible conscious.

I need another drink!_ I said as a second attempt to change the subject. __hots!_ America yelled. Shepley rolled his eyes. __h, yeah. That__ what you need, another shot.

I had died and woken up in High School Musical

He watched me rake my fingers through the tangles in my hair and smiled. __uit it. You__e fucking beautiful.___ust point me to the nearest eighties rock video,_ I said.

Look at him,_ she said, shaking her head. __ravis Maddox: Mr. Mom.

After climbing off his bike, I smacked his shoulder. __id you forget I was with you? Are you trying to get me killed?___t__ hard to forget you__e behind me when your thighs are squeezing the life out of me._ A smirk came with his next thought. __ couldn__ think of a better way to die, actually.___here is something very wrong with you.

His fingers lightly grazed my cheek. "I didn't know you before. When you're not there, I can't concentrate. I'm wondering where you are, what you're doing...if you're there and I can see you, I can see you, I can focus. I know it's crazy, but that's how it is." "And crazy is exactly the way I like it," I said, leaning up to kiss his lips."Obviously," America muttered under breath.

His eyebrows pulled in. __ou won__ leave me, right? Even when I__ a pain in the ass?___ vowed in front of God _ and Elvis _ that I wouldn__, didn__ I?