Who. Hit. You?
Lili St. Crow, Strange Angels.
“I rubbed at my temple, where the zit was gone. It still hurt a little , though, deep under the skin. I hate those zits that burrow underground. You think they've vanished, but no, they just barrica...”
“Fury ignited behind my breastbone , a hot glow like coals blooming into something sharp and dangerous. It was the same old crap- someone thinking they can push you around because you're young, beca...”
“I love you!" he shouted, his eyes glowing laser green."I love you, okay? I'm not some hopeless retard you pull along behind you because you feel sorry for him! I love you and I'm going to prove it!”
“To Gran, strong medicine could be good or bad, just like the laxatives she was forevertalking about. Good for makin the mail move smooth, but too much and you shit yerbrains out.-strange angels”
“Graves leaned forward, eyeing me. Hey, Dru. You were French-kissing awinged snake. Creeptastic.”
“To Gran, “strong medicine” could be good or bad, just like the laxatives she was forevertalking about. Good for makin’ the mail move smooth, but too much and you shit yerbrains out.-strange angels”
“Jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition. The immature mind often mistakes one for the other, or assumes that the greater the love, the greater the jealousy - in fact, they are almost inc...”
“And yes, Ill admit, I am jealous. Im jealous of every minute you spend with him, of every concerned expression you send his way, of every tear shed, of every glance, every touch, and every thought....”
“Jealousy is that pain which a man feels from the apprehension that he is not equally beloved by the person whom he entirely loves.”