“What the fuck, Max?" "On a scale of one to breaking up with me, how mad are you?" "I'm twenty-three, Max, not thirteen. We're going to have a conversation about this, not pick out a dramatic breakup song.” — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“You're so stupid." "Agreed." "Okay." I sigh. We've reached his apartment and we pause in front of the door and stare at each other.… — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“Hell, yes. Keep calm and carry on. God save the Queen. Think of England.” — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“You're going to kill me." "It'd be a hell of a way to go though." "Was that makeup sex? We didn't even have a… — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“My parents will want to stay when the baby comes. Plus my sister and her crew.” “Ah, yes. I look forward to it.” If… — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“So when life hands you a good one, grab him.” She’s got a point. “And then get him microchipped so you always know where… — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“You know how people hang motivational shit over their bed like Always Kiss Me Goodnight?" "Yeah." "Ours will say, Skip the fight. Go right… — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
“She majored in marketing because there's no degree in party planning at LSU. Her words, not mine.” — Jana Aston Copy Share Image
