Friend: What are you gunna do if you see him?
girl: Fall over dead more than likely.
friend: Well what will you do if he comes over and talks to you?
girl: I'd become fluent in speaking retard

Hate me if you want to, love me if you can

I love how your eyes meet mine, at the most inconvenient times; and how your simple smile fixes everything.

As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn.

Something about the tension and the akwardness of every glance sent the other's way kept her intrigued.

It's the possibilty that keeps us going,
not the guarentee.

Yeah, the drama never ends but now it's time you learn: baby, we're wh0res, nothing less and nothing more

Mr. Right is coming. But his plane crashed in Africa and he's walking.

And he had this sort of accidental smile that always found its way across his lips before he could worry about looking uncool.

One of the worst feelings in the world is having to doubt something you thought was unquestionable.