Um i'm happy to sit close to you and everything, but i had no idea you would like it so much,' Paris muttered.
Dallas popped his jaw. “I do not cackle. I bitch like a he-man.
What was worse, he couldn't tell her how much he thought he maybe might kinda sorta love her.
Problem was, he couldn’t masturbate his sexual desires away because he’d fry off his cock." Hector
It is my job-no,-my privilege-to make the fire become an inferno. -Gray
No one could ever truly be free as long as they loved, and life wasn't worth living without love. So freedom? Overrated.
You speak as if I actually have a soul. As if mine wasn’t ripped from me by lies and betrayal.