Existence Was Really Very Simple When You

Have Fun Storming The Castle!

I'm Not Witch. I'm Your Wife.

The Prince Found Buttercup Waiting Unhappily Outside His Chamber Doors. It's My Letter,' She Began. 'i Cannot Make It Right.' Come In, Come In,' The Prince Said Gently. 'maybe We Can Help You.' She Sat Down In The Same Chair As Before. 'all Right, I'll Close My Eyes And Listen; Read To Me.' Westley, My Passion, My Sweet, My Only My Own. Come Back, Come Back. I Shall Kill Myself Otherwise. Yours In Torment, Buttercup.' She Looked At Humperdinck. 'well? Do You Think I'm Throwing Myself At Him?

True Love Is The Best Thing In The World, Except For Cough Drops.

The Tears That Kept Buttercup Company The Remainder Of The Day Were Not At All Like Those That Had Blinded Her Into The Tree Trunk. Those Were Noisy And Hot; They Pulsed. These Were Silent And Steady And All They Did Was Remind Her That She Wasn’t Good Enough. She Was Seventeen, And Every Male She’d Ever Known Had Crumbled At Her Feet And It Meant Nothing. The One Time It Really Mattered, She Wasn’t Good Enough.