You're my existence. I'm yours

I don't just love her, she owns me. Completely. I'd do anything for her

Luckily, I's learned at an early age that self-preservation was the only way to survive with your soul intact.

Was it possible I'd labeled him incorrectly? Shallow jocksdidn't overcome adversity and accomplish the things Leif had. I'd labeled him, not even knowing him. Just because girls went gaga over him andevery boy wanted to be him didn't make him a jerk. The only jerk in the room happened to be the judgmental, elitist female. Me.

I hate the color red almost as much as i hate blond hair,"he said with an amused tone. -Dank

It had been three weeks, four days and twelve hours since I'd seen her. Since she'd torn my heart out. If I had been drinking, I'd blame it on the alcohol. It had to be an illusion, a desperate one. But I hadn't been drinking. Not a drop. There was no mistaking Blaire. It was her. She was actually here. Blaire was back in Rosemary. She was at my house.

Having you close like this makes me forget the reasons why this won’t work. We will never work.