The fact remained that I fucking hated his guts, even if I also fantasized about him being up in mine. Gross, Jonah.
“It was strange to her—how close she could be to people and yet how far away and lonely she felt.”
― Divine Rivals
― Divine Rivals
“Cats don’t drink cocktails,” I said. “Cats don’t shoot lasers from their eyes”
― Carl's Doomsday Scenario
― Carl's Doomsday Scenario
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