Man, my girl is one tough chick when she wants to be. I wonder if it has something to do with those big, comfy granny panties she’s got on.

Unfortunately, real life can’t be wrapped up with a nice little bow.

What are you boys doing?” she asks, as if we’re still little kids messing around. “Arguin’,” Carlos says matter-of-factly.

Maggie squeezes my hand. It’s a silent message that everything will be okay. Somehow I believe her. In the end everything will be okay. But hurdles have to be jumped through first.

Great minds think alike.

I guess we're all a bunch of mismatched couples - that actually fit

From the look of us, you'd never know we slept in the same bed last night and made out like the world was going to end if we stopped.