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“You might also say va te faire foutre Raz, sale queutard contaminé.”
I hate Calix Knight more than I have ever loved anything else in my life.
“A gazelle who prances before lions doesn't often last long.”
Frankly, I'd rather have loving parents with no money than loaded parents with no love.
“You know, some part of me wants you to get pregnant.” He flexes his jaw, turning to look back at me with a face as sharp and cunning as a fox's. “Because then I'll be allowed—no, encouraged—to be with you. Otherwise, my dad will never let me have a girl like you.”
Luke's always joking that if a pandemic occurred, toilet paper and sanitizer would be the first items to go, that they'd be used as currency in place of money. She has a small hoarded stash back at her dorm room.
“Raz and Calix are both in love with you, just thought you should know,”
“I don't care. I like knowing my cum is dripping out of you. I like knowing that you'll have to wait to clean up. That part of me will be inside of you for some time.”
Love is irrational, certainly. Mad as a hatter.
“You're so … you, Karma. I fucking crave it.”
Calix tastes like first love and heartbreak both, and I find that I'm addicted to it, addicted to him.
“Je t'appartiendrai malgré tout. Toujours,” he murmurs as I drift to sleep, wrapped up in Calix's arms and feeling his breath in my hair. Regardless, I’ll still belong to you. Always.
But people are human, fallible creatures capable of beautiful destruction.
“If I am in a Disney movie, then I’m most definitely the villain.
Raz doesn’t have to be my sunshine; he can be my moonlight instead.
Lying to other people is insane; lying to yourself is suicidal.”
“Tu es plus belle que la lune et les étoiles ensemble,” Calix murmurs against my ear, his warm breath making me shiver with pleasure. You're more beautiful than the moon and stars combined.
