Asher taps his fingers on his lips and I catch Amy licking her own as she eyes his mouth. What exactly are Rocky Mountain Oysters? he asks her.I restrain a laugh as Amy's face twists in confusion.Well...I think they're kind of meat. I'm not sure what kind, but I like them. She presses the end of the pen against her chin.I shake my head at Asher. You don't want those. Trust me.
~ Jessica Sorensen
I was nothing but a failure. A fucked-up, broken shame.I was nothing but this emptiness. A shell ruined by fame.Don’t be afraid to shatter, baby, if that will set you free.I’ll find you in the pieces and that will unbreak me.
~ Lexi Ryan
