Eliza Lentzski Quotes

Bumble-fuck, Minnesota.

The moment she goes after the coffeemaker, however, I'm going to have to put a stop to it.

Fucking Julia." I flung my long hair back over my shoulder, hiding the fresh bite. Twenty-eight years old with a hickie. Awesome.

Pain was weakness leaving the body.

Was I ever going to find someone to grow old with? Or would I continue to self-sabotage my own happiness?

I had a gorgeous, half-naked woman straddling my lap, but apparently I wasn't supposed to do anything about it.

I was trying to drown my sorrows," I explained, looking down into the bottom of my glass, "but my sorrows learned to swim.

No, I will not make out with you." Her red lips curled up. "Did you just try to make a joke, Madam Prosecutor?" I smirked.

They're battle scars of a life lived and tangible evidence of her strength. She made another human being. The weight of that knowledge is heavy.