I Could Write Stories Just As Rotten.

I Have Ever Been Prone To Seek Adventure And To Investigate And Experiment Where Wiser Men Would Have Left Well Enough Alone.

The Time Has Arrived When Patience Becomes A Crime And Mayhem Appears Garbed In A Manner Of Virtue

I Have Discovered That The World Over, Unusual Weather Prevails At All Times Of The Year.

I Got This Story From Someone Who Had No Business In The Telling Of It.

It Must Be That I Am Dreaming, And That I Shall Awaken In A Moment To See That Awful Knife Descending Toward My Heart- Kiss Me, Dear, Just Once Before I Lose My Dream Forever." -jane-