young-adult

You are just a bowl full of cherries,_ Cynthia snatched the phone away and started dialing. __o my dear doctor friend, you are confused with someone who wants to blow smoke up your furry butt. What I am is a bowl full of wake the hell up and smell the roses.

It was a room full of ghosts, arranged in readiness for days that would never happen.

Heal my heart and make it clean, open up my eyes to the things unseen, show me how to love like you have loved me.

Because being assaulted with maxi pads is a great way to win friends and influence people.

In no mood for one of her silly games, I snatched it off her and scanned the page. It turned out to be a list of names, all of them boys, and some of whom I recognised. And then I noticed the title: __peration: Popping the Cherry_. I leaped to my feet and fired a glare at each of them in turn, trying not to shout. __re you shitting me?

Sometimes,_ he starts, __he hardest part about letting someone go is realizing you were never meant to have them.

I fear oblivion' he said. "I fear it like a proverbial blind man fears the dark

You ask me why I__ nice to you,_ he said. __hy, why, why. But you don__ ask me stuff that matters. Who I am or where I been. What I see when I look at you. What I want.

Isn't that thing a little unsanitary for the workplace?" I pointed to his lip ring."I assure you that my lip ring is the last thing you should be worried about." He smiled as he leaned on the counter.

And Mother, I love her dearly, but she flies into a panic whenever I mention women__ rights. As she sees it, it will be so much more difficult to marry me off if I am not only of a weak constitution but of a progressive mind as well.

It doesn't matter who you were or what you've done in the past. The only thing that matters is who you are right now.

Perception in the eye of vengeance becomes blurred. Ren was in need of a slap on the face, but I knew what was coming and that it would do the job properly.

And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it__ not that easy.

I'm afraid." Olivia to Caleb"Afraid of what?" Caleb."Of how vulnerable you make me." Olivia."I make you vulnerable because you love me. That's the price you pay for love, baby girl." Caleb.

He kept quite for a minute or so but it felt like an hour. __hat sounds like either you know a lot of diseased and ill people or they__e just ill or dead because of you.___ know,_ I said and felt like a monster.

I don__ think I could have picked a worse guy to be my soul mate.

I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love.

It kills me. The way he trusted. LIke the way we trusted before they came and blue the whole goddamned world apart. Trusted that when it got dark there would be light. Trusted that when you wanted a fucking strawberry Frappuccino you could plop your ass in the car, drive down the streed, and get yourself a fucking strawberry Frappuccino!