What will you do with them?" "Redo them in charcoal, probably." "And then?" "Tack them to my bedroom wall." Bedroom wall? "Who wouldn't want to wake up to this?

That's how they say it: He loves you in his own way. Well, what about my way? What if I need for him to love me in my way?

The truth was, he now belonged only to my past, and it was time I begin to accept it, as much as it hurt to do so.

I don't know why it's so hard for me to say those three words. Most guys throw it around like breath, like bait.

But why?" "You heard the pay, right? And also, to be near you." Thumbing a tear from my cheek, he added, "Mostly, to be near you.

Ooh, J, he's got ink too." "Just when i didn't think he could get any hotter.

She's like a wind-up monkey that winds itself.