Kaeleigh, queen of passive, all the time saying no, but not strong enough to mean it.
Faces ...I ...don't ...know ...the real ...me
I'm in love. And I like how that feels. And I hate how that feels. Because love is an invention of fiction writers.
But Hey, Guess What Crazy means I'm not liable for my actions. So screw it, I'll go home, propped up on Prozac against distractions
he sucked the nectar from her heart like a famished butterfly.
I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.