I Decapitated Dandelions All Morning, Leaving Carnage

When Life Sucks, Read. They Can't Yell At You For That. And If They Do, Then You Can Ignore Them.

Because I Am Still A Little Girl Who Believes In Santa And The Tooth Fairy And You.

In One Universe, They Are Gorgeous, Straight-teethed, Long-legged, Wrapped In Designer Fashions, And Given Sports Cars On Their Sixteenth Birthdays. Teacher Smile At Them And Grade Them On The Curve. They Know The First Names Of The Staff. They Are The Pride Of The Trojans. Oops – I Mean Pride Of The Blue Devils. In Universe #2, They Throw Parties Wild Enough To Attract College Students. They Worship The Stink Of Eau De Jocque. They Rent Beach Houses In Cancún During Spring Break And Get Group-rate Abortions Before Prom.

I Understood What Triggered Her Earthquakes, Most Of Them.

Nothing Is Perfect. Flaws Are Interesting. Be The Tree.