When you mess with one part of a person's life, you're messing with their entire life.
Sometimes we have thoughts that even we don't understand. Thoughts that aren't even true - that aren't really how we feel - but they're running through our heads anyway because they're interesting to think about.
A rumor based on a kiss ruined a memory that I hoped would be special.
No one is sitting on my couch naked.
I reached for the car door and found myself staring at Wulf's perfectly pressed pants. Not a wrinkle in sight. My eyes were at package level, and it was like Baby Bear's bed, not too big and not too small. It looked just right.
My life is confusing, I said to Cat. I can't get a grip on it. And I'm ridiculously attracted to an idiot.
Morelli was big and strong and carried a gun that actuatty had bullets in it. Jeez, I was such a loser!
I bet he calls you Babe and you tell him everything he wants to know.
There was always something hidden. Lying in wait to spring up and ruin everything.
I'd known this was coming-the unraveling of circumstances too good to be true. Contentment and happiness didn't exist in my life for more than few moments at a time, and they were really only illusionary.
My head thrashed and I moaned shamlessly, loving the feel of him, the decadent sensation of being possessed and ruthlessly pleasured.
You're right. He's an arrogant douche. Let him lust after you until he has blue balls. Serves him right.
Think of the rudeness. I'm offended by how he just threw it out there. I hate feeling like a vigina with legs.
I am not strong or brave or anything like I should be. I am just me.
"Find 'em. Fool 'em. Fuck 'em. Forget 'em."
"A lot of women are attracted to women, but are scared to admit it."
"Nothing that menstruates is a threat to me. Ain't scared of nothing that bleeds."
Denne boken var ikke en bok for meg, det første jeg virkelig la meg opp i var at forfatteren er med i boken, og hoved personen Winter liker ikke Sister Souljah, så forfatteren skriver mye stygt om seg selv på en måte. Det blir for rart! Klart hun kan få være med i sin egen bok, men hovedpersonen trenger da ikke tenke noe om hun, men så var det vel meningen til forfatteren.
Hovedpersonen, altså Winter, er utrolig ufordragelig. Jeg likte hun så absolutt ikke. Hun er en fæl person uten å egentlig vite det selv. Virker det som i alle fall. Hun er den typiske personen som absolutt aldri skal ha feil.
Det gikk veldig opp og ned med boken, når det endelig skjedde noe var boken helt grei, men så dabbet det ut, eller ble ødelagt med at Winter ikke kunne oppføre seg "normalt", alt ble så urealistisk. Noe det virket som forfatteren ikke ville at det skulle være. For hun ville formidle hvordan ting i "dop miljøet" er, altså forferdelig.