When I'm feeling a little empty in the head, I like to go see movies or read to loosen things up there.

You’re disgusting when you eat,” Chuck said, sitting on the bench next to him. “It’s like watching a starving pig eat his own klunk.

...You'd think the little part about them supposedly killing us would be the attention getter.

And then they were kissing. Something exploded within his chest burning away the tension and confusion and fear. Burning away the hurt of seconds earlier. For a moment it felt like nothing mattered anymore. Like nothing would matter ever again.

If you're going to decipher a hidden code from a complex set of different mazes, I'm pretty sure you need a girl's brain running the show.

I'm inspired by almost everything I come across in life, and one way or another they find themselves sneaking into my stories.

Though he’d never know for sure what had happened to them, his mind was super talented at imagining the absolute worst.