He’s funny. I’m funny. You’d think we’d go together, right? Wrong. He’s hot. I’m not. And that’s my dilemma in a nutshell. It’s hard falling for a guy that wouldn’t be the least bit interested in you (short story).

he leaned closer to me in the back of that rusty pickup truck, and smiled. "i love you" he said, gazing into my eyes. "don't lie to me." i said, leaning away from him. "i've never lied to you." "yes, yes you have. you told me i was pretty and i most definitely am not." ✽ she ate flowers because you are what you eat and she wanted to be beautiful