Please dont barf in my car, I beg.
Under the circumstances, I absolutely shouldnt be here tonight, shouldnt be seeing him again, the many reasons so numerous I cant resist tallying them up in my mind:He was my sisters boyfriend
The boyfriend I broke up with for herWhile pretending to be herAnd ended up liking him
With a stupid amount of lust thrown in for good measureI cant stop thinking about him
God, look at him staring at me
He was my sisters boyfriendNo, no, not a revenge plot—I just think someone needs to call them on their bullshit. We can do it.
She cocks a brow. Well see.I cannot believe Im having this conversation.
A revenge plot? Seriously?I dont think I have it in me, and I certainly dont have any desire to be the kind of girl who does.