“Sometimes the bitch wins.”

“If there were an international butt competition, Eric would win, hands down—or cheeks up.”

“Can I help you up?”"No,” she said bitterly. “I prefer to drag myself along the hardwood floor.”"Bitch,” I said, squatting to help her up.”

“i hate her skinny thighs and her elitist attitude. i hope she's a dreadful bitch who makes you so miserable that you howl when you remember me.”

“you have to play it out sometimes.”

“Sometimes you just have to roll in it.”

“Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.”