You Make A Joke Out Of Everything.

John Cusack Is Standing Over There.” I Followed His Incredulous Gaze To Where A Man Very Like Mr. Cusack Did Indeed Stand, Smoking A Cigarette As He Leaned Against A Building. I Sighed. “that’s Not John Cusack. That’s Jerome.” “seriously?” “yup. I Told You He Looked Like John Cusack.” “keyword: Looked. That Guy Doesn’t Look Like Him. That Guy Is Him.

You Can Live A Lifetime In Two Years.

Since When Do We Even Play Games?” “since When Don’t We Play Games? Games Of Life, Games Of Death. Games Of Love, Of Hope, Of Chance, Of Despair, And Of All The Myriad Wonders In Between.” I Rolled My Eyes At The Newcomer. “hello, Carter.

Roza, My Self-control Is Ten Times Stronger Than Yours." I Opened My Eyes, Shifting To Look Into His. I Brushed His Hair Back And Smiled, Certain My Heart Would Expand And Expand Until There Was Nothing Left Of Me. "oh Yeah? That's Not The Impression I Just Got." "wait Until Next Time," He Warned. "i'll Do Things That'll Make You Lose Control Within Seconds.

Maybe Instead Of Stalking Her, You Should Go Out With Someone Else." He Sighed. "you Don't Think I've Tried? How Can Anyone Compare? You Might Not Believe This, But There Is No One Like Ageline At This School.