Go away. I hate everyone right now, and I'm pretty sure that includes you.
He can cook and give good massages. What more do you need in a husband?
Remember, you’re unique. And so is everyone else.
Note to self-give serious thought to becoming an alcoholic.
When everyone just shook their heads, he unbuttoned his shirt and, oh good Lord, shrugged out of it, bunching it up to slip beneath her head like a pillow. Don’t look at him, she told herself. Don’t look— She looked. Sweet Jesus.
I’d want to have sex with myself. All the time.