My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.

I might be the only chick in the group, but that didn't make me the damsel in distress.

You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.

You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.

Bones,” I sighed. “Know something? I’m not afraid of you, but you scare me….” His outline blurred again. “You scare me, too, Kitten,” he might have replied, but I couldn’t be sure.

Wasn't it time she risked getting hurt again, instead of just accepting the numbness of never letting anyone in?

Friends might be rare but they’re not irreplaceable