Pleasure to meet you, Prince Larden. The name is Lady Thaddea from House of Wright." "Yeah, I think I remember you, by the other name. You once kicked my royal ass." "Oh, so you decide we don't need to draw the line, no? Fine then, good to see you ag...
Just because I’m breathing, doesn’t mean I’m alive; vice versa.
You’re impossible.” I sighed. “And really weird. No wonder Jared likes you.” “Is that a good thing or not?” I shrugged. “You two have bittersweet panty-dropping connection.” “Gross.
Everyone in this world is nuts, the difference is some of them just really good at disguising it.
I love nine hundred and ninety nine facial expressions of Jemma Garner, none of them is sad look.
What happened?" he asked brusquely, interrupting me. "What do you mean, what happened?" "I sensed your fear, heard you call out my name." "I...no, I didn't." I told myself. Great Wall of China, around my thoughts. "The Great Wall of China isn't...
They’re criminal, but I’m a villain in someone’s untold story.
I don’t have a crush on her! Yet!” “Say no more, Dylan-whatever your middle name is-Blair!” “David.” “Whatever. By the power and duty of big brother, I command you to not have a crush on my sister, until I know you better enough!” “...
My sister is there with, probably, the most dangerous people on this city! You have a little sister?” “No.” “Then you don’t have any right to tell me what I suposse to sacrifice if it’s for my sister’s sake!” “Owen...” “She’s ...
It’s so obvious that you’re gonna ask a good looking dude to be with you for the rest of your holiday while you only know his name for like 2 hours, 32 minutes, 12 seconds.” “Trisha! Being mean is my job! June, you’re so predictable, like, ...
Everything turns slower when she’s not around, but when she’s with me, an hour feels like a blink of an eye.
