....using ONLY lines from your WIP.
Quote who you're talking to.
I'll start.
I’m losing it, man. I’m turning into her.
Quote who you're talking to.
I'll start.
I’m losing it, man. I’m turning into her.
"Is there anything I can do for you? I don't-- would aspirin help?"
No, bitch. You can’t help me.
(sorry, Jo...it was too perfect)
"Stop arguing. It's hard enough enjoying a sip of water without you two bickering all the time."
"Sweet Jesus, here we go."
I needed my car. Everything came into perspective when I sat in my car and listed to the Garden State soundtrack.“We’ll hike up to the house tomorrow, all right?”
I needed my car. Everything came into perspective when I sat in my car and listed to the Garden State soundtrack.
“All right. I’ll call later. Keep your cell on.”
Something vibrated in my pocket and I jumped, afraid Tony Rigatoni had suddenly developed telekinesis.
haha
haha, yay!
My connection died. “Hello? Shit, hello?”
. It suddenly occurred to me that I sounded exactly like a mental patient.
“And you listen to me. You are not going crazy. You are going through a damn rough time, but you are not crazy. Now stop crying.”
This is really addictive.
“Where are you? Are you safe?”
Now I’m stuck on the doorstep of my apartment building staring back into the bushy eyebrows of Tony Rigatoni.
Thank God a wrote a bunch today
I put my hand on his forehead. “You do feel a little hot.”
“Are you okay?” Frank asked, furrowing his sweaty brow.
[FONT="]"I’m sorry… I just feel helpless…"[/FONT]