What Is It With You

My First Job Entailed Spending A Summer Working In A Cornfield In Nebraska.

You’ve Never Been To School, Ever? If That’s True— And You’re Right, I Don’t Think It Is—what Made You Decide To Come This Year?” “you....your Eyes, Nora. Those Cold, Pale Gray Eyes Are Surprisingly Irresistible.” He Tipped His Head Sideways, As If To Study Me From A New Angle. “and That Killer Curvy Mouth

My Life Sucks When I’m Only Half-aware Of It. If I Quit Drinking And Saw What It’s Really Like, I’d Probably Jump Off A Bridge.

Father' Is Such An Arbitary Word. Douche Bag, On The Other Hand.

Anyone Ever Tell You You're An Incredible Kisser?