And as I closed the door, the only person I hated was myself.
It’s the pushing people away, never do that, it hurts more
tasazivkovic6has quotedlast year
footing, fall forward and my much-anticipated Pepsi becomes a sacrificial lamb. Brown fluid drips down the shirts of both boys, because I’m just talented that way. “Oh, my gosh.” Hand to my mouth, fake wide eyes. “I’m so so
h1221has quotedlast year
fall was the word most often coupled with love, falling in and falling out of. How was that even possible?
Cathleen Guintohas quotedlast year
His mom had hit him…a lot. I didn’t care how old he was; that wasn’t okay.
Cathleen Guintohas quotedlast year
We pretended and ignored the little and not-so-little reminders of her that we inevitably encountered every day.
Jordan Brewerhas quoted7 months ago
met his eyes dead-on when he opened the door. “What did Mom want?”
As you should.
Jordan Brewerhas quoted7 months ago
And she’d signed it Katheryn. Not Mom.
Damn.
Jordan Brewerhas quoted7 months ago
Hate was such an ugly, infectious thing.
Yes it is, I hate hate
Jordan Brewerhas quoted7 months ago
I felt every single one of the thirty-six inches separating us when he said, “Not seventeen.”
I hate the age gap romance. It just feels so weird