I want it to be better than okay. You deserve better than okay.

He laughed, and the sound reduced the pain of every sore place on my body to the dullest ache.

I never wanted you to get hurt, but i wanted to take you from him.

I want to see your tattoos." "You do, huh?

I've been known to slum it and shop in the gag-him-and-bag-him aisles, believe it or not.

I'm trying to protect you. From myself. I don't do..." he swung a finger back and forth between us"...this.

No matter what happened to any individual person, life was going on elsewhere. The first time Kennedy kissed me, it stood to reason that at the same time, other people were splitting up. And the night Kennedy broke my heart, somewhere - maybe right there in my dorm, other people were falling in love.