Weird Things To Say Novels & Stories

And he has been crushing on me for almost a decade… Super fan-freaking-tastic! It’s not weird at all! This is completely and utterly normal. After all, normal is relative, right? Gah! Who the hell am I even trying to fool?! This is super, to the power of a million, weird! It’s like broccoli in jelly bean flavour… That’s… I really am weird… “This is… awkward.” I thought out loud. Damn! I really am an awkwardness magnet! Out of all the talents that I could have had, why do I have that particular one?!

"Yes. Well, maybe, I guess. I found you on YouTube last week and I've become so fascinated and..." She trailed off, eyes widening as if she'd said something she shouldn't have. I leaned over, grinning teasingly. "Hmm, tell me. In what ways do I fascinate you, sweetheart?" She rolled her eyes and looked away, her obvious way of playing off my question. "You wish, huh? It's not about fascination. I just think you are weird, you and all the other people who do extreme sports." "Hmm," I raised my brows and twisted my lips in a perverse smile. "Well, that's new. People have called me many things from suicidal to psycho, never just 'weird'. Why do you think we are weird?"

Adrienne's laughter danced through the room, filling the space with warmth. "Oh, I believe it's not about being weird, but rather embracing the ebb and flow of life. Isn't that how everyone is? We all experience highs and lows, times when the world feels like a magical wonderland and moments when we just want to tell everyone and everything to take a hike," she retorted, her voice filled with a touch of wisdom. His curiosity piqued, Ryan leaned closer, their gazes locked intently. "And how do you unwind after a long day then? What are your hobbies?" he inquired, genuine curiosity lacing his words.

My mom exclaimed looking at me with " Nah" I laughed. " I thought you said his wicked" My mom whispered to my ears. "His actually weird and fully strange to be with "Self and my mom laughed out today like people who gossip.

“Barrett is fine, it’s weird calling me by surname.” “Well, Miss Barrett, you are surrounded with weird people and keep attracting those not for you to eat.” This guy surely likes to use idioms. “You mean weird people? And you are also one of them.” “I won’t deny it's true, but I'm just telling you, don’t take Maynard seriously.” He then walked past me and then a few steps and looked back. “It’s the best piece of advice I can give as help for you.”

"I so fuckin' hate you right now!" "You need to broaden your speech capabilities." "Fuck you!" I just kept making slow steady circles with my hand. She let loose another huff of air. "I'm not normal!" "Neither am I." "You're weird," she said. "But I go crazy." "We're all crazy." My hand landed twice. "Not off the deep-end crazy like me." "I've seen your 'off the deep-end crazy' and it scared the shit out of me, but I'm still here."

"I'm just surprised with you, maybe at a time like this you still care about eating. Even though you yourself said that we are not safe now! ” “Ck… ck… ckk, there is a saying. Fill your stomach first, then your brain can work. There's no way you can fight ghosts, demons and some kind of satan if you don't have the slightest bit of energy. You could have died before you fought. You idiot. ”

Except for Andy, his is pretty darn mad. “You . . .weir. . . .” I try telling them they are weird, but it comes out slurred and unintelligible. A moment later I fade into nothingness.

"Just drop it into conversation naturally. Like, 'Oh, I met someone named Katherine today at the coffee shop. Isn't that funny?'" "You think that would work?" "Worth a shot." Hazel nodded, stretching her arms above her head. "Just remember, some men get weird when you bring up ex-girlfriends. Like, nuclear meltdown weird." "What do you mean?" "Some men are strange creatures," Hazel explained, shifting to face me directly. "They'll talk about sports statistics from 1987 but mention an ex, and suddenly they've got amnesia. My ex would literally leave the room if I brought up his college girlfriend."

"He was worried that I'd think you were weird." Emma shrugged. "I'm sure that you two have done stuff way crazier than this." "Just don't talk, maybe they'll get all worked up talking about sex and we can fuck 'em again!"