You is kind. You is smart. You is important.
She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.
I nursed a worthless, pint drinker for twelve years and when my lazy, life-sucking, daddy finally died, I swore to God with tears in my eyes I'd never marry one. And then I did.
Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person.
I intend to stay on her like hair on soap.
And you call yourself a Christian,' were Hilly's words to me and I thought, God. When did I ever do that?