Lana looked at me like I’d just said I’d never watched Bring It On, or something.
oh my god, she said are you going to be reasonable about this?
Writing is a workout, just like going for a run!
But I guess you would look beatific, too, if the man you had been in love with since the fifth grade had told you that he was in love with you, too.
I didn't even think about suggesting he take the boots off. There'd probably be a apocalypse or something.
When you feel like an outsider - for whatever reason - you spend a lot of time alone.