I mean, even if he did call, what the fuck did he want me to say? “It’s okay that you jerked me around and treated me like shit. Now that I’ve received this enormous bouquet of seasonal flowers I am beginning to see you in a different light. Suddenly the past is growing hazy. All the hateful things you did and said have grown distant and hard to recall. So if you want to come by for some coffee or a drink at your convenience I would love to say hello and give you a blowjob!”

It’s My Fucking Birthday by Merrill Markoe

I sometimes wonder if anyone will ever understand what I mean, if anyone will ever overlook my ingratitude and not worry about whether or not I'm Jewish and merely see me as a teenager badly in need of some good, plain fun.

Diary of A Young Girl by Anne Frank

I think what I need more than anything else in the world is to be told, just once, that a friend doesn’t know what they would do without me.

Post Secret by Frank Warren

I want more from a relationship. I want a man who’ll prove he loves me, who’ll pursue me to the ends of the earth, woo me, maybe even send me flowers or a poem or two.

Catching Alice by Clare Naylor

I want you to lean on me. I want you to say goodbye before you go somewhere.

In Her Shoes by Jennifer Weiner

I went there to close a chapter in my life, hoping it would help me find my way. But it was you, I think, that I had been looking for all along. And it’s you who is with me now.

Nights In Rodanthe by Nicholas Sparks

I’d never looked into a guy’s eyes and felt so completely seen before, like he was scrolling through every memory I had and deciding whether or not to keep them for his own. I wanted to give them to him and somehow wanted to run screaming from him at the same time.

Feels Like Home by EE Charlton Trujillo

I’d say my biggest fear is that this thing with Michael is about sex, that this is really just sexual attraction and nothing more. And fine, you know, because that can be fun, too, but if I’m worried it’s all about sex I guess what I’m really worried about is that for me it only partially has to do with sex, that for me it’s about caring for him. So why risk giving into that just to have him leave me?

Girls’ Poker Night by Jill A. Davis

I’m just scared. Nobody’s ever looked at me the way you just did.

Gossip Girl by Cecily von Ziegesar

I’m one of those people who other people like but never remember.

Ask Again Later by Jill A. Davis

I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff. I mean, if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I’d do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all.

The Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger

I’ve used up all of my sick days so I’m calling in dead.

Girls’ Poker Night by Jill A. Davis

I'll try and be what he loves to call me, "a little woman," and not be rough and wild; but do my duty here instead of wanting to be somewhere else.

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

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