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1 " Do I have to get diapers?” he asked.“Why, did Kade shit himself?” she laughed.Dylan huffed loudly. Eyebrows knitted together, “DO I NEED TO GET BOTTLES?”Jen rolled her eyes and shook her head as if he were crazy, “Don’t you think it’s too early to start drinking? You just got up…”“IS THERE ANYTHING IN YOUR OVEN?”“I’M NOT BAKING ANYTHING, YOU MORON! WHY ARE YOU YELLING AT ME?”My God, you have surrounded me with idiots. "
― Christine Zolendz , Cold-Blooded Beautiful (Beautiful, #2)
2 " It’s not my job to change or fix you…my job is to love you with no expectations of you ever being anything more than what you are. If you change at all, I will love what you become, whatever it may be. "
3 " She makes me sane. She makes me calm. She makes me not want to fight or slink away. She makes me want to live … Without her by my side, I’m half a fucking man, and it’s the half I can’t live with. "
4 " Hey, love? Guess what today is?“Smack Kade in the fucking face day?”… “Oh, you’re bloody brilliant, love. No that only happens on Sundays. "
5 " And her demons, well, they played very well with mine, and when we were together, neither of us had to babysit them, they went off on their own, leaving us be. "
6 " You know when I was younger, I used to lick anything I didn’t want taken from me. "
7 " She brought me back from the dead. I never realized how ugly my insides were until she showed me what beauty really was. "
8 " I earned my strength when a sick psychotic man took the perfect world I built for myself, shook it like a snow globe, and smashed it up against a wall. I have earned every breath I’ve ever took, while being choked at the hands of a madman. "
9 " Sod off! Psych 101. There are five stages of grief and I’m owning that shit. They ARE my bitches. "
10 " You need to tell me what’s going on. Tell me something, babe. I can’t do this anymore, this sick twisted worrying, I need more of the story.” The sad smile he offered me pulled at my insides, “I don’t want half of you, or bits and pieces, baby. I bloody want all of you. "
11 " Come on its me, Mr. Dark and intriguing with a side of fucked up, Yeah I'm pretty much priceless. "
12 " The bloody cockfucking wanker therapist wants me to write my bloody thoughts about all the tragedy in my bloody life. It’ll be therapeutic, he says. It’ll be closure, he cheers. I’d bloody well like to push him over the ledge of his window, I think back. Hang my head over the sill and tinkle my bloody fingers in a wave. Watch him flail his arms about trying to bloody fly as he plummets, then splashes across the sidewalk. "
13 " I had told her I was falling in love with her, a few moments before my body claimed hers for the first time months ago, the utmost bloody disgusting cliché for a writer, but I did it. It was pure deception. Because I wasn’t falling, I had plummeted the minute I saw her, and have been lying at her feet ever since. "
14 " I turned to face Jen, who I could hear getting ready to rev up for a shriek, “If you squeee right now, I will shoot you.” She bloody squeeed anyway. "
15 " You got me, Sam. You own my soul, baby. You got me…and you healed me. "
16 " Look, I don’t know how much you know about me, but I’m not…bloody right. I’m trying my best to be, but it’s bloody hard with everything I’ve been through. So don’t judge. Not unless you were ever on the receiving side of a barrel of a gun with the trigger pulled. "
17 " Her demons, well, they played very well with mine, and when we were together, neither of us had to babysit them, they went off on their own, leaving us be. "
18 " You should be getting dressed too, instead of slumming it in your sexy-pjs all day, cuddling up under those covers. Sniffing my soap,” she smirked. Fuuuuck. She knew I sniffed her soap? Cinnamon-motherfucking-apples. I bet she doesn’t know about her underwear…Yeah, can you see my smirk? "
19 " Okay, not hold onto something for a moment, because I’m just about to pull the pin on an awesome grenade. "
20 " I ripped through my closets for brandy. Found four motherfucking bottles and poured them straight down my throat. Double-stuff-fuck-everybody. "
