Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfully - kissing you on top of silverware and china?

He's been out for a while," she said. "You ready to take a break?"Hopper could exist in this living form or be transformed into a small statue, which helped avoid uncomfortable questions when people came by. Only she could transform him though."Yeah. He keeps trying to eat my paints. And I don't want him to watch me kiss you goodbye.

I've lost someone, too; someone I loved. I know how you feel."- Does it get easier?"Yes. But you'll never be the same again.

Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.

While I'm fine with you two dating and being happy, please try not to break his heart too much when the time comes.

I spent the rest of the day doing little more than that. I skipped dinner. I shed a few tears. But mostly, I just sat on my bed thinking and growing more and more depressed. I also discovered the only thing worse than imagining Dimitri and Tasha together was remembering when he and I had been together. He would never touch me again like that, never kiss me again…

A strange, warm feeling swirled in my chest, and for a brief moment, when I looked at him, I saw...safety

Los celos hacen que las personas hagan y digan cosas estúpidas

The love we'd shared always burned within me, no matter how often I told myself to move on, no matter how much the world did think I'd moved on.