Quotes from Jess C. Scott, Bedmates

I didn't know if I should put my faith in God or Satan. Was there really a difference at the end of the day, when we were all going to be dead souls anyway?

Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover.

All I wanted was to share myself with him...in a love way, lust way, every kind of way.

Boys don't cry—or at least that's what everybody's supposed to believe.