“As in, i wouldn’t know normal if it marched up and poked me in the eye.”

Right now, i had everything i could ask for. It wasn’t a long list, but it was a very satisfying one, starting with the love of my life back in my arms.

Tell me what’s going on here. Why can i hear your voice inside my head and why did you say you came to school for me?” “i was tired of admiring your legs from a distance.

Shouldnt you be working instead of fraternizing with customers? I choked. He smiled. What are you doing sunday night? I snorted. By accident. Are you asking me out? Youre getting cocky. I like that, angel. I dont care what you like. Im not going out with you. Not on a date. Not alone.

Class was like watered down porn today. Vee said

I had fun last night,” i told patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “i’m officially on love with your sheets.” “that the only thing you’re in love with?” “nope. Your mattress, too.” some smile crept into patch’s eyes. “my bed’s an open invitation.

You laugh, but you haven’t seen me in a tux. Or maybe you don’t like broad-shouldered guys with muscular chest and washboard abs?

She likes you, she just doesn’t understand you.

Id like to. Problem is, im not stupid. You act stupid. Right. Thanks for that. For your information, theres a difference between acting stupid and being stupid. Its a fine line, but someone has to draw it.

What little light was left inside me flickered out.

You’re mine, angel. And i’m yours. Nothing can change that.

Its brown. So maybe i had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. Its the lighting, i said. Yeah, maybe its the lightbulbs. His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.

Human reproduction can be a sticky subject ewww! Groaned a chorus of students

It will cost me a lot to send you with scott wearing that dress but, just so you know: if you come with that dress slightly wrinkled,i will trace scott, and when i find him, it’s not gonna be pretty

I swear to you, patch, to take your love and cherish it. And in return, to give you my body and my hearteverything i possess, i give to you. I am yours. Wholly and completely. Love me. Protect me. Fulfill me. And i promise to do the same. ~ nora + patch

I want scott to look at me the way patch looks at you.

You smell good.” “it’s called a shower. Soap, shampoo, water-” “naked. I know the drill.

You can tell how boring a person is by the lack of fear in their eyes when someone is flipping through photos on their phone.

The bandage will remain on the eyes of Justice as long as the Capitalist has the cut, shuffle, and deal.

But editors are still the world’s readers. And thus the eyes of the world.

The pretender sees no one but himself, Because he has the veil of conceit in front; If he were endowed with a God discerning eye, He would see that no one is weaker than himself.

Nicotine patches are great. Stick one over each eye and you can’t find your fags.

I’ve always had an artistic hand. I took on paint when I started falling in love with the abstract expressionists. I approached it from a physical standpoint, but I’ve also been honing my compositional eye through film.

It is in the darkness of their eyes that men lose their way.

i’m back at my cliff still throwing things off i listen to the sounds they make on their way down i follow him with my eyes ’till they crash imagine what my body would sound like slamming against those rocks.