What I Really Wanted Was The Impossible.

You Find The Wrong Boy, You Ask For Trouble. You Find The Right Boy, You Find Love.

Thinking. A Process By Which I Use My Brain To Make A Rational Decision.

When I Watched Lifetime Original Movies, It Took Me A Day Or Two To Get Over The Idea That The Cute Boy Next Door Is Actually A Serial Killer.

I'll Be Firm," I Promised Patch, Adopting A No-nonsense Expression. "no Backing Down." By Now Patch Was Full-on Grinning. He Kissed Me Again, And I Felt My Mouth Soften Its Resolve. "you Look Cute When You're Trying To Be Tough," He Said.

If I Were Thinking Straight, I'd Take You Home Right Now.