You have climbed to the top of the skank tree, then fell … and you banged every guy on the way down.
Christine ZolendzMaybe someone like Ryan is better for her than a piece of shit like me,” I mumbled.
His smile slipped and his eyes rolled. “Okay, Shane. What the fuck did you eat for lunch, a narcissist burger with a side of self-esteem issue fries and a whiny ass frilly beer? You sound like a freaking girl.
Let me in, because I promise you, I will pick up every little broken piece of you, every single fucking piece, Grace. For the rest of my fucking life, I will put you back together…I’ll make you whole again.
Christine ZolendzThese two were bat-shit crazy, and I would thank God every day of the rest of this life for leading me to them.
Christine ZolendzYou know, if you're going to be a smart ass, you should start by being smart. Otherwise, you're really just an ass.
Christine ZolendzPlease, save your breathe, you might need it to blow up your doll later.
Christine ZolendzI also want to kiss you until you're a puddle of sexy sauce on the floor, and then I want to lick you up, slowly
Christine ZolendzI've been broken and she's my missing pieces, all of them. My heart wants what it wants. She is the other half of my soul. I will never feel whole until she's mine.
Christine ZolendzStichwörter: love
I palmed his face and mushed him away from me before I got too angry and started really wailing on him. “Grab Alex’s guitar then and see if you can even remember how to hold it.”We all watched in horror as Tucker drunkenly tried to strap Alex’s precious guitar on,banging it into the speakers and amps, stumbling and struggling with it as he tried to stand up straight.
“You have got you be kidding me,” Ethan growled when Tucker finally got the guitar strapped
to him. Backwards. Then his legs seemed to buckle under him and he dropped heavily to his knees on
the floor. Alex’s eyes widened and his jaw flew open. “Get my guitar! Get it away from him! Get it!
Geeeeet Ittttttttt!” he yelled.
Oh, but Shane, if you make my best friend cry, I will tie your pretty little rock star ass up naked and let the homeless men in Central Park have their way with you.
Christine Zolendz« erste vorherige
Seite 10 von 11.
nächste letzte »
Data privacy
Imprint
Contact
Diese Website verwendet Cookies, um Ihnen die bestmögliche Funktionalität bieten zu können.