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I’d been taught not to trust myself, and this seemed like the perfect setup for learning just how alike Dad and I really were, once and for all.
Tyler the creator is playing
That didn’t seem like enough, though. Maybe if I sent a lot of them?
he's so fucking goofy I love him
“I need so much more therapy than I’m currently getting.”
me too girl
My entire life was devoted to caring for others. I wanted someone to take care of me for once. I wanted someone to want me. No, need me. I wanted a man so obsessed that he hacked into cameras to watch me when he couldn't sleep.
me
I nearly groaned. Aly in her villain era? I would bankrupt myself for front-row tickets to that show.
Would it ruin my scary masked stalker image if I came too early? Didn’t badasses hold out for a long time?
this is the line from the audiobook that made me start reading this book
I nearly kicked at the floor like a petulant child. But I don’t wanna go to bed! I want to stay up late and get railed!
yall ever be so tired but so horny
Mwah ha ha ha ha. My evil plan was working.
Probably say, “Smash,” and then pounce.
Fuck, I had it bad. And from the unfocused way Aly was still staring at my obvious arousal, I wasn’t the only one on the brink of making another move.
See, this was why you had to keep your eye on women. They were always up to no good, invading your privacy, pushing right past the boundaries you set for them, with no care for things like societal norms or laws. What next? She broke into my house?
you think you're funny don't you
Bradley Bluhm needed to die. The sooner, the better.
Why wasn’t there a better way to verbalize empathy in moments like this? Some way to say that you were sorry that encompassed how your heart broke for someone and that you’d do anything you could to take their pain away.
Together, we tied him up, with me hauling his arms and legs tight as I talked Aly through the motions. It would have gone faster if I had done it, but this was the kind of skill everyone should learn, and after such a close call, I was desperate to teach her everything I knew about self-defense and survivalism.
“I’m lowkey considering pulling over so I can stab him a few times and make myself feel better.” “Haha,” Josh said humorlessly. I gave him a blank look. His eyes flashed wide. “Jesus Christ, Aly.” I winked to let him know I was kidding – kind of – and faced the road again.
“You’re welcome. And I hope you know I’m not blowing smoke up your ass. I truly believe we made the world better by removing Brad from it. I know vigilante justice is problematic as fuck, but sometimes I think it’s necessary, especially when the system put in place to deal with men like Brad fails because it's susceptible to loopholes.”
There went my mouth, pulling up in a too-wide smile again. My girlfriend.
thinking about that mickey shorts clip where he gets asked who minne is and he giggles and goes "that's my girlfriend"
Imagine if I’d stormed out of there without giving Josh a chance and let a misunderstanding potentially ruin our relationship. Unforgivable.
no cuz having a 3rd act murder a guy and not a 3rd act breakup is such a fun change
“No. And if I have to tie you up and edge you until you agree with me, I’ll do it. I’ve been studying up.” He grinned, his dark eyes finally rising to mine. “Oh, I know you have. I’ve been watching.”
The urge to tell her I loved her was almost too strong to resist, but this was neither the time nor the place. I’d almost blurted it out yesterday over breakfast and the day before that when I caught Aly singing off-key Mariah Carey in the shower, but as much as a large part of me thought she was right there with me, a smaller part second-guessed it, keeping the words in check. It wasn’t that I didn’t think I was worthy of love; I just couldn’t believe I’d gotten so lucky that she was the one who loved me.
“I love you,” I said, punching my hips backward. Josh groaned, his fingers tightening in my hair. “I love you, too, but don’t say it again, or I’ll come.” I grinned. “I love you.”
“Marry me,” I said. Josh stiffened. “What?” Panic punched into me, chasing away the afterglow of sex hormones and dumping me straight back into reality.
Fuck. I was totally going to have this man’s giant babies.
big headed ass kids
