Her neck needed something. No, no nothing. He was aroused by the bare empty skin .
You’re the Dwight Schrute to My office.
Because people aren’t perfect, life isn’t perfect. You can’t expect to wait around for perfection, it’s just not there.
The book sat down next to me. “You want to read me, don’t you? You want to forget about your worries and inhale the sweet refuse of my pages.” The book beckoned, teased. I turned away.
Stupid Blood. Dumb Bella. I ran my finger along the scar on my hand.
Sometimes you just need to sit down and cut and paste random pictures together. Life can be that simple and that abstract and complicated, all at the same time.
Her leg pumped rhythmically against the hardwood floor
He felt her slipping, falling from his grasp. His hand was outstretched reaching for her, but she didn’t grab it.
Sometimes you can get so thirsty for a relationship that you throw yourself at any human with a beating heart. On desperate days, those without. This was a desperate day.
I knew that he was aching to talk to me, but I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t have anything to say. I wasn’t ready to talk yet.
