the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.
You can want and want and want, but if he doesn't want you back ... you might as well wish the sky were red.
How in the world did they just jump from politics, to a ball, and now to daimon attacks? And here I’d thought I had the attention span of an ant on Red Bull.
So childish, Alex. You’ve ruined her dress.” The vibrant red silk floated around me as I treaded water. “I know. Bad me.
What did you think of him?" Cade asked. "Give me some credit," Zach said. "Guy’s more full of shit than a duck pond.
So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.
Was this what he wanted? Some sort of domesticated bliss? Yes. He decided. He wasted it all. The whole gift wrapped Christmas Catalog Family Package.
In making friends, she was wary of people who foster dependency and feed on it. She had been involved with a few--the blind attract them, and they are the enemy.
You could take the entirety of the common sense of humans and put it in the palm of your hand and still have room for your dick.
I like color commentators. Especially red, white, and blue color commentators. As an American I sometimes feel so patriotic I feel British.
If you’re too slow off a red light, I’ll lay on my horn, because I’m a honky. Was that racist? Only if you’re trying to stir up political votes.
I’ve just begun to scratch the surface of my talent, and boy does my talent itch. It’s like a red mosquito bite the size of Mars.
My life was dark, torture and empty before you found me. You brought the light, Red. I love you.
Oh, you want me to lie still while you check me out? Damn, Red, if I'd have known that earlier I would've been horizontal already.
But he's got your way of making me lean into peace whenever I see red.
The burning red taste of blood floods my mouth. The sparkle of life sprays out of his cells like citrus mist from an orange peel, and I suck it in.
Hey Chris, bet you don't know the Latin name of the red-headed woodpecker." That was a hard one. Chris had to say very slowly.
Enjoy your Evening." "That will depend on the menu. If it's beef, it will be a tolerable meal. If it's chicken..." Elliot shuddered. "What is the point of chicken?" "Eggs?
Her hair was red, like a flame. And my penis was long, like a commercial break. Hey, hold the elevator!
My late summer shorts caught fire, and that’s when all the red of autumn began. We fell in love while she roasted marshmallows over my toasty genitals.
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