The only woman I'd ever wanna marry just broke my heart.

I couldn't imagine being a girl. The bullshit routine they had to go through just to get out the door consumed half of their lives.

You can love someone without wanting to be with them. Just like you can want to be with someone before you love them.

Ugh! Why can't Hell stay where it's at? Why does it always have to break loose?

I'm going to kiss you now, and I don't know if I'll ever stop.

The snow began to fall again, drifting against the windows, politely begging entrance and then falling with disappointment to the ground.

My front door had seen jean skirts, dresses, even a see-through tube dress over a string bikini. A handful of times, spackled-on makeup and glitter lotion. Never pajamas.