“Stop checking me out and making me all dizzy when I’m annoyed with you.” “I make you dizzy?” I smile smugly, and she huffs, blowing a piece of hair out of her face. “I can’t help it, baby. Swear to… — Aurora Rose Reynolds Copy Share Image
But all the long speeches, all the interminable days and hours that people had spent talking about my soul, had left me with the impression of a colorless swirling river that was making me dizzy. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
