I usually know almost exactly how I feel. The problem is, I just can't tell anyone.
When he smiled, something strange happened to my insides. It was like they turned to liquid.
Me: “Ngh” Cal: “Well put.” ...... Every Boy's Got One
You know your Lamborghini is on fire, right?
And you can't have two stars in one relationship. Somebody has to be willing to be the wagon...at lease some of the time
And that whole do-able/undo-able thing? Yeah. Need I point out that neither Ruth nor I have ever "done" anybody in our lives?