Gazzy: "Just Ten?" Angel: "No." Gazzy: "Five?" Angel: "No.
Man, you weigh a freaking ton," he told me. "What've you been eating, rocks?" "Why, is your head missing some?" I croaked. His mouth almost quirked in a smile, and that's when I knew how upset he'd been
Dreams die hard. And sometimes they don't have to die at all.
Men suck, even imaginary ones
Keep this in mind: there are no coincidences.
I want to be a scientist who studies the ocean when I grow up. I would go out to sea, and scuba dive, and find new things, and National Geographic will hire me.” Sure, Nudge. Probably around the time I become president.