Next time I want to do something nice, slap me.
Don't they give you happy pills in this place?
We kiss all the time." I clear my throat, then add, "We just...do it in private.
I want to try making things right because picking up the pieces is way better than leaving them the way they are.
I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.
And just so you know for the future, I like my double-chocolate chip cookies warm and soft in the middle...and without magnets glued to them." "Me, too. When you decide to bake me some, let me know.