I wanted to be your partner the first day.
Tomorrow. Right now, I only want you.
He punished the naughty and rewarded the nice. Just like someone else who wore a lot of red. Scramble the letters in S-A-N-T-A and you get S-A-T-A-N.
Y si yo soy las estrellas, Cricket Bell es una galaxia entera.
The unexpected explosion of color and noise and beauty in her world has left her awed.
I want to feel the creases in his skin, connect his freckles with invisible lines, brush my fingers across the inside of his wrists.
Summoning those memories was like touching a burning pot. She could do it only briefly before she had to pull away.
You’ve built up this idea about me, this ideal, but I’m not that person. I’m not perfect. I am far from perfect. I’m not worth such a beautiful story.
He stayed with her for so long because he liked the idea of being in love. He has an empty well in his heart that needs to be filled by someone. Anyone. But.
There were no glimmering moments where their looks hooked on to each other and grew hot, and no catching sight of one of the boys in a ray of sun and thinking, I wonder what his skin tastes like.
I don’t know what I want to do, or who I want to be, or where I want to live. It’s like everyone else has their entire future mapped out except for me.
So he started writing these novels set in Small Town Georgia about folks with Good American Values who Fall in Love and then contract Life-Threatening Diseases and Die. I’m.
And we’re finally home.
Any bloke with a working prick would be insane not to like you. There’s a shocked pause, on both ends of the line. Because, of course, of how intelligent you are. And funny.
Some things just don’t translate between cultures.
It’s the beginning of everything.” I look back up. He’s smiling. “Welcome to Paris, Anna. I’m glad you’ve come.
It’s so Hogwarts.
I know he is smiling, and my heart races.
There’s another uncomfortable tug on my heart. Why do I care so much about him, and why do I wish I didn’t? How can one person make me so confused all the time?
Hand in hand with the boy who gave me the moon and the stars.