"How do you not realize what you did? How can you not tell that it KILLS me? Why do you ruin my life? Why do you find pleasure in ruining my life? Because, on my side of things, it is NOT fun. At all."
"It's easy, Darling. Lies are just words, so all I do is talk."
I dumped my drink on his head, and I stood up from the table.
"You know what?" I seethed. "Go to hell."
I stormed out of the restaurant.
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Excerpts From Books that I'll Never Write
Teen FictionJust a book full of wanna-be stories :) except if you skip to 101 or 102 it's just me complaining because I'm a mess and no one reads this. it basically sucks. The feeling explode on excerpt #102, I strongly suggest starting there.
