She pushes him off of her and he chuckles, pouncing back on her and pinning her down. "I can play hard." He whispers, kissing her. "You just can't play easy."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I chuckle, looking down at him. "Your pouting now? Wooww..." I laughed, closing my eyes. "And I've given you lots of times to prove me wrong. So don't give me that." I smiled.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You got rid of them. Yes, that's just like you. Getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it. — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World