98 Quotes by Victoria Scott

Giddy up, shithole.

It doesn't say a damn thing. My pride deflates like a limp penis.

I don’t call it fear. I call it disaster prevention.

My eyes widen atthe sight of her. This is the girlBoss Man is after? She looks like aporcelain doll…beat three timeswith an ugly stick.

Because I see you. Even though you try so hard to hide, I see you, anyway.

When I first saw the sand, I thought it was beautiful. Like maybe it’d be fun to just roll around in and make sand angels. Now I know the truth, that sand is actually the love child of proud parents Marie Antoinette and Joseph Stalin.

If my hair gets any frizzier, I’ll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.

Guy grabs my head like it’s a bowling ball and smashes it against his chest. “I said I’d never let anything happen to you again.

He holds up two fingers – his pointer and middle – places them under his eyes, and then points in front of us.