Tyed

by L.J. Shen

The university is located between San Francisco, Oakland and my internal wish to kill myself.

I notice he does it a lot, invading people’s personal space. I guess it comes with the territory of the occupation. You know, like thigh-hugging a guy’s head in your crotch to cut off his blood supply until he passes out. That kind of thing.

If only I could disappear beneath my covers and pop back out with someone else’s life (preferably Jenna Dewan Tatum’s), all would be well.

Terminator, The Bourne Ultimatum,

mine too

bachelors in the country before Ty barged into my life, but dating a former male prostitute is a new low, even for me.

you're a judgy ho

"Ray's right. You're still the guy you were, you know," I spit after him. “You haven’t changed.”

what a dumb bitch

I'm not going to chase him around.

you should

If Ty wanted me here, he would have said so. He is perfectly capable of getting what he wants—when he wants it—and now I'm just going to barge into the most important night of his life uninvited.

he said he wouldn't chase you anymore, remember???

shouldn't have judged you,”

no shit