How does he do it? Live. With the fear of death every day. I don't fear death as much as I fear the thought of living.
Julie Anne PetersShe responds by kissing me harder and longer and deeper. She loves me too. She's just afraid.
Julie Anne PetersI'd decided to write him and tell him to leave me alone. Please, in a nice way, go away, I really can't deal with you.
Julie Anne PetersI hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.
Julie Anne Peters