I look at her and shake my head, flashing an assuring smile, "Nothing. Just stupid thoughts I shouldn't be troubling myself, or anyone else for that matter, with."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile back at her and set a hand on the side of her face again. Looking at her, I can see why I loved her in the first place. Inexplicably, of course, but present.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I’d heard he had started a fistfight in one of the seedier local taverns because someone had insisted on saying the word “utilize” instead of “use". — Patrick Rothfuss, A Wise Man's Fear