The only reason you brought me here tonight was because you thought it would appease me. Throw the vicious dog a bone and it’ll soon be eating out of your hand!”
“More like vicious bitch,” he muttered beneath his breath and when he realized that she had heard him, he shrugged unrepentantly. “If you’re going to be using animal metaphors, you may as well get it right.”
So if you follow my blog or my reviews then you already know that I’m a self professed angst whore. I’m talking make it hurt so good kind of angst! The having me deciding whether to reach for the nearest bottle of booze or a xanax kind of angst. The rip my hair out and scream at the ceiling then rock myself in a corner while babbling incoherently kind of angst. Basically, unless it leaves me feeling like I need to be carted off to the nearest institution after I’m done reading it didn’t angst me enough, mkay?… Read more
