My skin burns where it meets his. It feels better than good, but it sets off a strange aching in my chest.

i'm in love with you, Bella

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?

If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.

When I told you I didn't want you it was the blackest kind of blasphemy

Go jump off a cliff, Leah.

It sounded like you were having Bella for lunch, and we came to see if you would share.