Цитаты из книги Kulti

приятная внешность - не лучший показатель психического здоровья

"Могу и буду" стало моим девизом по жизни

не представляю, как мы умещались в одной комнате с его самомнением

Култи-просто мужик. я выросла среди мужчин  в них нет ничего особенного. веселые, забавные засранцы, прямо как женщины. ноль различий

вот и повод для гордости появился: я ответила как взрослый адекватный человек, которому вовсе не хочется наложить в штаны

Сжав руки в кулаки, я спросила себя: «Почему?» Почему этот придурок появился в моей жизни сейчас, а не на десять лет раньше?

My poor, innocent heart hadn’t been able to handle the only love I’d ever known marrying someone else—Reiner Kulti hadn’t known he was supposed to fall head over heels in love with me one day.

What she didn’t know was that telling me not to worry was like telling me not to breathe.

The sun seemed extra hot and my ankle was only bothering me a little bit, but overall it went really well. Except every time I looked in my dad’s direction he was busy staring at Kulti like a total creeper. I loved him even if he had horrible taste in men.

“A dream is just a wish without a plan.”

Then there had been his divorce.

It’d been bad. Bad. People had put a timeline on his marriage from the moment pictures had been released, which at the time, I thought had been one of the worst days of my life. My first love—this asshole who now called me Taco now—had married some tall, skinny, beautiful bitch.

The guy just stared at me. Sometimes you didn’t need to actually say the word ‘bitch’ to get the message across. This guy had obviously mastered that talent.

“Don’t argue. You would do it for me.”

“Just because I would—“

“I would do anything for you.”

Ahh shit.