Sometimes there is only one thing left to say, P. S. I Love You.
I'd tried enough to know that anything long term wasn't going to work.
I don't know why men like to barbecue so much. Maybe its the only thing they can cook. Or maybe they're just closet pyromaniacs.
Imagining and fantasizing did nothing but break her heart.
Nothing is never nothing. It's always something.
That was other thing i hated about kids; they always said th exact things that deep dpwn you already knew, would never admit, and most certainly never wanted to hear.