Too much quiet left me depressed and consuming condiments for meals.
No offense to hot girls everywhere- but newsflash- there are hot girls everywhere.
When you tell me to be good, it makes me want to be good,' I say, hearing the undisguised desire in my voice. I run my fingers through the hair at her temples, taking her face between my palms, and she doesn't move. 'It also makes me want to be very, very bad.
I'm gonna make that asshole gnaw his own hand off that night, dammit.
He's already chasing you. Now all you have to do is keep running. Just not too fast.
But the scars are always there, waiting for something to poke them.