you're a diabolical little pyro, aren't you? He blushed modestly.
Popcorn for breakfast! Why not? It's a grain. It's like grits, but with high self-esteem.
Advanced life-forms, my seweet patootie. Jerks. Both of them.
It's always refreshing to meet someone crazier than us," I said. "We seem so normal afterward.
Assume nothing, question everything.
what was fang going to do BLOG about max throwing herself into space so she wouldn't have to kiss him again? NO instead he smashed his fist against the cave wall then grimaced at the pain and stupidity seeing his bloodied knuckles