It's awful to be rich and mind-boggingly handsome and have women fawn over you. My heart bleeds for you. Poor dear, how do you manage?
Your ability to remain alive never ceases to amaze me.
We were screwed and he didn't even kiss us first.
She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.
Just once I want it to be easy and neat. But no, there is never a good decision. I pick what I can live with.
In the whole world, there was no better place than being wrapped in him.