“Sky, you are beautiful. You are possibly the most exquisite creature in the universe and if anyone tells you otherwise, I’ll cut a bitch.”

“I thought you weren’t allowed to have a phone,” he says. “Or was that a really pathetic excuse to avoid giving me your number?”“I’m not allowed. My best friend gave it to me the other day. It can’t do anything but text.” He turns the screen around to face me. “What the hell kindof texts are these?” He turns the phone around and reads one.“Sky, you are beautiful. You are possibly the most exquisite creature in the universe and if anyone tells you otherwise, I’ll cut a bitch.” He archesan eyebrow and looks up at me, then back down to the phone. “Oh, God. They’re all like this. Please tell me you don’t text these to yourself for dailymotivation.”

“You are beautiful. Know this. Anyone who tells you otherwise is simply lying. You are beautiful.”

“I love you much most beautiful darling more than anyone on the earth and I like you better than everything in the sky.”

“Life is pain...anyone who tells you otherwise is selling something”

“You act like a bitch, I’ll call you a bitch and you’re actin’ like a fuckin’ bitch.”