Can’t promise I’ll stay. That would be lying. And I’m so, so tired of lies.
Happily ever after is a concept I'll never believe in.
The stars shine as they always do. Same stars. Same sky. Only I am different.
Don't make me laugh, I'd much rather cry.
the not-so-bookish librarian was half angel, half she-devil, so sayeth the rumor mill.
I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.