"Jerks," I muttered. Then I brightened. "Oh, hey. Doughnuts."
Those who have to ask if faith is true are opening up a discussion they may not be ready for.
I've given up on you...Love fades. Mine has.
I know Iām not supposed to say this, but I love you.
He flipped the dail, and I crossed my arms over my chest as some vaguely European-sounding band sang about how video had killed the radio star. I wished someone would kill this radio.
This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did." I frowned, "What's that?" "Homework.