I am sure it’s a lot scarier at night.
You Aren’t Boring I Just Suck At Conversations I’m Sorry: a novel by me
I’m Not Ignoring You I Just Don’t Know What To Say: a sequel by me
I Feel Like I have Nothing Interesting To Say So I Don’t Say Anything At All And I’m Really Sorry Don’t Stop Talking To Me: the trilogy.
If you’re protesting abortion, the Supreme Court says you can get right in women’s faces and scream at them on their way into the clinic. Because freedom of speech.
But if you try and protest the murder of a black man, you get tear gas fired at you.
Peyton’s chest was ready to burst. This was too much; it was too sudden. She didn’t know what to do. She was in the same situation now as she had been the night of Dan Scott’s annual basketball team party. Lucas had said the same sorts of things then; that he’d been wanting to be with her for so long, and how he wanted to be in her heart, how he only wanted it to be the two of them. Forever.
At the time, Peyton had walked out on him. She’d been overwhelmed by the weight of his words, by the sudden idea of such intense commitment. And now that he was saying it again, she somehow felt…
↳ Eight Expressions: Apprehensive [ 7/8 ]