I went to high school with this bitch and she is definitely not psychic!

Get close to insulting their manhood, and they’ll torch the world just to see you burn —that glint in their eyes is the flint that’ll start the fire.

One minute, you’re getting a fistful of sunshine slamming you in the face, next minute, it’s softened to butter.

your father would see the look in your face, the haunt that would stay there forever

“Everything will go fine until Owen brings up the story of his name.”