Can't he be lonely and unbalanced around someone else's girlfriend?

This particular type of human carries weapons slightly more lethal than your beloved pink monstrosity

I should curl up in a ball and cry. Instead i think about everything in the whole entire world that makes me angry - There is a lot, oh, there is a lot - and I start singing Justin Bieber at the top of my lungs.

Yo soy carne muerta. Translation: I am dead meat.

Survival instincts are one of those things that never die.

Good luck trying to force Evie to do anything else once she has made up her mind. She is the definition of a stubborn, headstrong teenager.” “And you love me for it.” “I do.

I thought I’d learn a few new words, but the men were too shocked to even swear this time.