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“So, this is the point in the conversation where I tell you that if you break my girl's heart I will break your nose. Respectfully, of course.”
PERIOD
“You know I tried back then to get to know you but you weren’t having it. I’ve always had a thing for you.”
AHHHH
“No, I had a crush on you for the longest.”
“That’s it, baby. Don’t fight it.”
His mouth that he used to persuade Americans to vote for him and urged me to call out his name.
“Because I need you and I don’t think you need me.”
Oh he in love love 😫
I wasn’t falling, it was more like I’d been pushed and I was alternating between screaming in fear and laughing from excitement.
There were three things I was a sucker for: a man who could cook, for obvious reasons. Second, a man that didn’t rush the foreplay and enjoyed kissing. I could linger on first base for hours just kissing and enjoying one another’s vibe. Lastly, it was a brother in a gold chain. Not the gaudy rapper chains but the subtle hint of gold. Cuban, herringbone, beaded ... ugh, that just did me in.
Men were so messy.
“Damn, I did not have Clover and the President on my bingo card.”
Hahaha i love Alan
“I got you a few things. Because I know all you ever have in this house is coffee and vodka. I got you a rotisserie chicken and some couscous and grilled veggies from the premade food counter. There’s also two bottles of that wine you like and three pints of ice cream.”
Day is a real one!
Orange was a power color that conveyed confidence, and I needed all the help I could get.
OPI’s Wanted Red or Alive
Need to look up color
“You wouldn’t know what hard work was if it sat on your face and jiggled. So, I would suggest that you keep my motherfucking name out of your mouth.”
PRRIODT
They think you're a playboy and I’m a whore.” He reached for my shoulder, pulling me close. “Who called you a whore? I will fuck them up and then fire them.”
“You’re right, we would have never worked because you’re a broken, bitter bitch who's gonna die alone.”
Uhhh damn
being loved by someone and loving them back is kinda what life is all about.
Daysha was right, for a communications professional I sucked when it came to communicating my own emotions.
No shit Sherlock
pushed him away. He wanted to love me and I got scared, and in classic Clover fashion I’d messed everything up.
Mmmhhmmm
I’m surprised my legs weren’t tired from always jumping to conclusions.
Im wondering that too
The smell of his familiar scent like a dinner bell calling me home.
“If you think I’m not gonna put a ring on your finger before this year’s over, you haven’t been paying attention to just how much I love you.”
This time I was betting on our love, and I was feeling lucky.
