Because I absolutely, positively cannot fuck you, Lola,” he says like it’s a formal declaration. I furrow my brow and salute him, which makes him snicker.
You ever tried sixty-nine, Lola? I think you'd like it. You're a good multi-tasker.
So you'll be my bodyguard for any guys who want to introduce me to anal?' I joke. 'I will defend your virtue and your ass to the death,' he says with a knightly vow.
if the goddes can forgive her, can't we?" "I think there's a big difference between forgiving her and makin her into something she wasn't just because she's dead
Daughter, that's life: messy, confusing, heartbreaking, but wonderful. All any of us can do is to try to be ur best, and to learn from our mistakes, as well as our victories
How can losing love make you want to destroy people?
My purpose? What is my purpose?
