“Wait,” I touched his arm before he walked into the rain. “On what day are we meeting?” He tilted his head to the side, and the sexy smile that still invaded my dreams at night spread across his face. “I’m… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Dallas-Emily: More of YOU. I like you A LOT and I know that with your career, you’re alone a lot (as am I) and… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Wait,” I touched his arm before he walked into the rain. “On what day are we meeting?” He tilted his head to the side,… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Dear Journal, I just realized that the key to advertising can be summed up in one word: Bullshit.” — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“But if I’m going to spend my entire senior year dating one person, I need to make sure it’s more than worth my while.… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Look, I’m completely flattered but you look kind of young.” He furrowed his eyebrow. “That’s very nice of you to say, but that doesn’t… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Her favorite color is blue, even though she tells everyone it’s orange. She looks for every excuse possible to get out of going to… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“What? “I’ve never stolen anything from you.” “Nothing except my patience.” His voice was firm. “Vinnie will pick you up at five thirty. Don’t… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“I was accustomed to women saying “yes” to me within seconds, and I’d never had to work this hard just to get someone’s phone… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“Forgiveness is what happens when you can honestly move past something and let it go. Stupidity is what happens when you tell someone “I… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“But this year, when the game clock struck zero, and the score was in my team's favor, I felt no excitement at all. I… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“I like your rants better when you prepare them in advance,” I said. “They sound less juvenile that way.” “Have you two been fucking… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“The subtext sounded more like you can’t have him. He’s mine. I half expected him to pee on Drew just to mark his territory.” — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“This is…” She crossed her arms, and I braced myself for a rant of epic proportions. “This personal meeting you’ve been telling me about… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
“ SUBJECT: NEXT TIME You Jackasses Throw an 'Unofficial' Bonfire ... How about making sure that you won't burn down the grounds in the… — Whitney G Copy Share Image
