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“Oh.�� Timmie gave Bones a shy peek. “Are you Cathy’s brother?��
“Whatever would give you the idea that I’m her damn brother?�� Bones snapped.”
― Jeaniene Frost, Halfway to the Grave

“Well," a female voice said. "What have we here?"

"Here," Bethany said, responding to the woman's rhetorical question, "we have a teenager. And she's pissed.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, Every Other Day

“Some people take offense like it's a limited time offer.”
― Tim Fargo

“Come back to me.
Where have you gone?
And why so long?
I miss the star below your lip,
the constellation on your
chest.
I miss your ways,
how you net butter-flying words
and release them
for others to enjoy.
I miss your tenderness,
the sweetness of your breath
and the song of your voice.
I miss how
you worship me.
Come back to me once more.
Why did you go?
And whatever for?
The heavens plotted against us.
The clouds came and
pissed on our lives.
The smell of charged particles
still lingers in the air.
What will become of you and I?
Come back to us.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“When we are in a wrong environment, we feel so paranoid, yet unwilling to move out. There's no need for pussyfooting, we got to release our poisonous fluid and scream aloud, storming  out of the show like a radical.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, The Infinity Sign

“I was so mad, I reached into the drawer for her fake sushi eraser and put it in my pocket. Serves her right for being such a big, fat, Eggo-scarfing liar.”
― Sarah Darer Littman, Want to Go Private?

“It’s a beautiful smile. One that brightens the rat-infested attic room. No one has ever smiled like that at me. No one. Everything inside me twists with the need to keep her close.
I should be pissed. Who knows if I’ll ever see the money from Eric. Who knows if Noah and I will lose the lease, sending me back into the system. Right now, I don’t f*cking care. I’m touching an angel.”
― Katie McGarry, Crash into You

“Tyle w nich było chrześcijaństwa. I tak niewiele z Chrystusa.”
― Don DeLillo, ����é���������Բ�

“I guess that’s how well you know me. You think I like hearing this news.��
“I’m sorry. This is selfish. I just need to tell someone �� outside my life. Get it out of my
head, to keep from going nuts, but somewhere safe.��
She sees me as safe? This brings tears to my eyes.
“I trust you, Clem. Are you pissed?”
― Julia Glass, I See You Everywhere

“This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I've ever met, wants to kiss me.
I take over control as soon as she tilts her head. Our lips touch for the briefest moment before I lace my fingers in her hair and keep kissing her soft and gentle. I cup her cheek in my palm, feeling her baby-soft skin against my rough fingers. My body urges me to take advantage of the situation, but my brain (the one inside my head) keeps me in check.
A satisfied sigh escapes Brittany's mouth, as if she's content to stay in my arms forever.
I brush the tip of my tongue against her lips, enticing her to open her mouth. She tentatively meets my tongue with her own. Our mouths and tongues mingle in a slow, erotic dance until the sound of the front door opening makes her jerk away.
Damn. I'm pissed off. First, for losing myself in Brittany's kiss. Second, for wanting that moment to last forever. Last, I'm pissed at mi'ama and brothers for coming home at the most awful time.”
― Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry

“how tf do you use goodreads”
― kai

“Who pissed in your Cheerios?”
― Lucy Score, Things We Never Got Over