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I guess I remember Lizzo. If all else fails, at least I like good music.
Max is many things, but a quitter is not one of them, tenacious string bean that he is.
You should be ashamed of yourself. Joke’s on her, I already am.
The fact that he doesn’t yell is somehow twice as terrifying as if he’d screamed in my face.
“Is. She is your best friend. Present fucking tense,” I yell, stepping toward her.
Fuck my broken memory. And those eggs.
“You don’t have to dress like a vampire just because we’re staying in the forest. It’s not Forks.”
This man is so guilty its ridiculous.
Can you feel remorse for something you don’t remember doing? Should I?
Distant is a good way to put it. I would have said completely tired of everyone’s shit, but I’m less polite than he is.
“Yeah, you’ve got control issues on a normal day, never mind when we’re about to do something stupid.”
“Come on, Sergeant Sleep Apnea. Time to get up.”
“School spirit is dumb, but holy shit is it infectious.”
“For the record, there’s no fear on my end. I’ll punch Ted Bundy in the face if I have to.”
I shouldn’t get to feel better when I’m the cause of so much pain.
I ghosted the girl who saved my life because she looked a little too much like the girl I threw to the wolves.
