I know it's practical for career women, but sneakers with suits? Jesus couldn't possibly weep harder than I did.
Never, EVER give up. Not ever. Not EVER. Ever EVER!
You have attained maturity; display it for us, if you please.
Can you burn me up with holy water? Poke me to death with your crucifix? Pelt me with communion wafers?
I was so furious I was actually dizzy with it. There were so many bitchy, sarcastic observations to make, I was having a sarcasm stroke. "My God! You people! You're - you're so stupid you're making my eyeballs throb. They're throbbing, dammit!
Has anyone ever told you that you lack focus?
Why is it suddenly uncool to spell? That's all I want to know.
Also,I loathe it when you refer to me as dude" Eric Sinclair to Betsy
He said my name the way diabetics talked about hot fudge sundaes.
Fredrika Bimm, what do you think you're doing?" "Freaking out. Losing my mind. Thinking about snapping your husband's spine. Squashing the urge to vomit. Wishing I had died at childbirth." "Oh, you say that when you don't get a prize in your Lucky Charms.
I walked in on my folks doing it doggy style less than four hours ago." "Waitress!" Jonas screamed, clicking his fingers madly. "Bring two!" then, more quietly,"You want a neck massage? A bedtime story? A bullet in the ear?
You don't scare me, Cadence Jones. I've lived with crazy, I've ridden with crazy, I've vacationed with crazy, I've visited crazy in various hospitals, I've sat in on therapy sessions with crazy. Frankly, I think women who don't have major emotional disorders are really very dull.
Never let your fiend off his leash unless there's lots of room to run (and no people around).
It's nice to see you again, Laura." "Thank you, Mrs. T-" "No, no, no. Please, my name is-" "Mud," I suggested. "Mud Barfbag Taylor. Call her Asshat for short." ~Laura, Antonia, Betsy
Did vampirism encourage Stockholm syndrome?
It's inappropriate for the queen of the dead to be afraid of ghosts.
They weren't moving. Perhaps I was dazzling then with my ineptitude. It had happened before.
Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.
Interesting shade #23 Lush Golden Blonde highlights. Heyyyyyy.... The woman in the awful suit was me! The woman in the cheap shoes was me!
I could have gone to medical school, I said. Except for all the math and stuff.
I—I adore you, too. Well, I don't know if I adore you. That's not really the word I'd use. But I—I—" I managed to wrench it out. God, this was hard! "I love you." "Of course you do," he said, totally unsurprised. "WHAT? I finally tell you my deepest, most personal feelings and you're all, 'Yeah, I already got that memo'? This, this is why you drive me nuts! This is why it's so hard to tell you things! I take it back.
The vampire bible, bound in human skin, written in blood, and full of prophecies that were never wrong. Trouble was, if you read the thing too long, it drove you nuts. Not "I'm having a bad day and feel bitchy" nuts or PMS nuts. "I think I'll commit felony assault on my friends and rape my boyfriend" nuts.
She couldn't tell where his pupils ended and the irises began; looking into those eyes was like looking into a well where children had drowned.
Zombieland reference," Jon said, nodding. "How do you know that? That's a thousand-year-old reference!" I looked at laura. "I can't think of a single movie from a thousand years ago." "Uh...Betsy..." "Don't say it." You know how you don't know how stupid something is until you hear yourself say it? That happened to me a lot.
I'm in a Road Runner cartoon, Sinclair. And I'm the coyote.
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