What do you want?" "You," he said, his voice lowering an octave. "I want you, Dutch, body and soul. I want you in my bed every night. I want you there when I wake up in the morning. I want your clothes strung across my apartment and your scent on my skin.

You can't fix stupid, but you can numb it was a 2 by 4.--T-SHIRT

Paperwork wouldn’t be so bad if it weren’t for all the paper. And the work.

I like to see the glass as half full, hopefully of jack daniels.

Never knock on death's door. Ring the doorbell then run. He totally hates that. - T-shirt

Sorry. i just can't seem to help myself. My brain is freaking out. Two predawn mornings in a row. It doesn't know what to think, how to act. I'll have a talk with it later. Perhaps get it some counseling.

I noticed you tore down Donovan's house." He lifted his gaze until it locked with mine. "He's alive because he left town. His house chose to stay. It paid the price.