Because You Can't Keep Up The Illusion

Everything Is Randomly Connected.

I'm Sorry, Gemma. But We Can't Live In The Light All Of The Time. You Have To Take Whatever Light You Can Hold Into The Dark With You.

She's No Beauty, Mate

They Misspelled 'party.' How Evil Genius Can They Be?

May I Suggest That You All Read? And Often. Believe Me, It's Nice To Have Something To Talk About Other Than The Weather And The Queen's Health. Your Mind Is Not A Cage. It's A Garden. And It Requires Cultivating.