Eating Quote by Diana Rowland

“I’m pre-med,” he added smugly. “Okay.” I said again. I didn’t shrug this time, but his jaw tightened a bit as if he was…

— Diana Rowland

Still, waking up this early was just wrong. “Why can’t people be reasonable and only die after eleven A.M.?” I whined.

— Diana Rowland

“Lying on the metal table in front of me was a middle-aged man decked out in absolutely nothing at all. A dead man. Buck-ass…

— Diana Rowland

“Angel, I have no idea how you can stand this stench,” he said. “Derrel’s been doing this for long enough that I think he…

— Diana Rowland

“I leveled a scowl at him. “Is there anything in our agreement that says I can’t call you names?” He crouched and added a…

— Diana Rowland

“Yeah, so? I was ignorant, but I’m not a fucking moron. Why would I give the shit to you just so I could buy…

— Diana Rowland

Hell, right now my only weapons were Obnoxious and Snark, and I intended to use them whenever possible.

— Diana Rowland

“The pudding lived up to its name. And nothing fell off that wasn't supposed to.”

— Diana Rowland

“...with that I turned into a punching, struggling, kicking psycho redneck zombie bitch.”

— Diana Rowland

“I clung to the pain like a badge of honor. Blood dripped in a slow splatter from a deep gash in my forearm, and…

— Diana Rowland

“What did the zombie say to the whore? Keep the tip!”

— Diana Rowland

“I just can't believe you fucked that thing !" he retorted, voice rough with what I coud only assume was utter distain. "Why... why…

— Diana Rowland