Any life worth living is going to have risks.
Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.
The problem with having so many people call me by nicknames was that when someone called me by my actual name, it usually meant something serious was happening.
Everyone wanted what she couldn’t have.
No one was normal, not really.
So. You’re saying my sister’s dressed like a prostitute.
I think I’ve got something else to help center my life.
Rose, I cheat at cards and buy liquor for minors. But I would never, ever force you into something you don’t want.
And hey, if I keep loving you, maybe you’ll eventually crack and love me too.
Sydney! Stop. Think of something else. Conjugate Latin verbs. Recite the periodic table.
Conversation was irrelevant. Only pie mattered.
However, he also trusted me to make my own decisions. Contradicting me or telling me what to do wasn’t in his nature – even though he secretly may have wanted to.
You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other’s hair, telling ghost stories...
See? There it is again. My flame in the dark.
Melbourne, I always knew you’d need to learn about this kind of thing. I ’d just kind of hoped you’d learn it on a real guy.
Did you know that it’s a lot harder to put organs back in the body than it is to get them out?
Whereas Angeline’s antics made me want to pull out my hair sometimes, Trey found them endearing.
Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.
If someone like you showed up to abduct me, I’d let you.
Funny how someone telling you not to do something can talk you into it.