Don’t tell me you’re going to eat a mashed-potato sandwich

And I'm the kind of person who does not let inconsequential things like boys and near death experiences stop her.

She taught me all about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love... That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don't have enough of their own.

I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so I left [the gun] upstairs.

His hand touches my waist, steadies me. The touch sends a shock through my body, and all my insides burn like his fingers ignited them. I pull close to him, pressing my body against his, and lift my head to kiss him.

I feel myself acting like a lunatic, but I can't stop. It would be like refusing to breathe.

I don't have a bullet in my head, do I? So I'm fine.