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“I am also going to nap, but please do not demonstrate physical affection toward me,” Angela announced. “I don’t want to get feelings on this shirt.”
They were curved together like quotation marks with no words in between,
“High school for me was mostly musical numbers. That’s how it is in the States, you’ve seen the movies. Every time someone had an emotional dilemma or epiphany, they would burst into song, and we would all have to break out into perfectly choreographed dance sequences. It took a lot of intensive training. So many jazz squares, no time for love.”
I hear girls like bad boys. I hope that’s true,” Jared said. “Because, baby, I’m bad at practically everything.”
you’re an evil sorceress who participates in murder and torture, so your commentary on my social life is not appreciated or necessary.”
“But once you really got to know me,” Jared suggested, “you realized I was a creep with behavioral and emotional issues that were quite funny?”
“You’re wasting your talent on journalism, though. You should write the text for video games.”
‘Do you want to go out with me?’ guys say, and I say, ‘Why, no, I’d rather spend an evening marinating my own eyeballs in a lemon sauce.’ ‘Do you feel like getting up before three p.m.?’ No. ‘Can you give me a smile?’ No. ‘Could you be less of a bitch?’ No.
Why be broken, when you can be gold?
