don't put all your eggs in one bastard
Meredith SchorrIf this was the date from heaven and I decided to release slutty Stephanie, I didn't want clothes on my floor or an ungroomed vagina to be my cock block
Meredith SchorrAt that moment, I hated dating more than doing my laundry
Meredith SchorrTags: dating
There was a part of me that was so horny, I wanted to climb on top of Randall on the first date. But there was also a part of me that was so terrified, I wanted to go home, put on my feety pajamas and hibernate for the winter.
Meredith SchorrIt occurred to me, while sitting on the cold white toilet seat pretending to pee in order to avoid Bob, that I much preferred having the power over the man and deciding when to cut the cord, over being powerless and on the receiving end of the silent fade-away.
Meredith SchorrI hoped Claire would have a girl. A nephew would be fun until he got his first erection and then he'd be like the rest of them.
Meredith SchorrTags: dating singles chick-lit
It was my decision to break up, but he didn't fight me on it. Would he have fought for Trish? And if so, was it because she was the right girl? Or was Trish simply the type of girl men fought for while I was the type of girl men left without looking back?
Meredith SchorrThe guys who played with your feelings were jerks, Jane. You deserve better than guys like them. At least you did deserve better until you decided to play their game.
Meredith SchorrI would be the first to admit that I drew attention to my chest since, being so short, I need to give people a reason to look down far enough to see me.
Meredith SchorrTags: humor romantic-comedy chicklit
I truly believed Facebook was created by Satan as a way to turn completely sane people into obsessed stalkers.
Meredith SchorrTags: romantic-comedy chicklit
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