He was breathtaking. Breathtakingly sexy. Breathtakingly beautiful. Breathtakingly real. Just breathtaking.

“I'd discovered that the sun equated happiness. Its bright and lovely existence …”

“Sexy. As. Hell. Though, now that I think about it. Is hell sexy?”

“We're all so afraid of what everyone around us thinks that we risk ourselves to…”

“My god, he’s the one who gets the girls? What? Is he made of chocolate or somet…”