I Don't Like The Vampire Books. I

We're Doing The Twyla, Not Twilight, So Stop Sucking!

After Each Dream, Frankie Woke With A Start, Soaked In Tears. But She Found No Relief In The Peaceful Silence Of Her Room, Because There Everything Was Real. And The Guilt Was Too Immense To Bear. Each Time She Opened Her Eyes, She'd Quickly Shut Them. And Wish That She Had Woken Up For The Very Last Time.

This Is A Combo Between Taco And Burrito, Nacho!

Are You A Peice Of Saran Wrap? No Well Then Why Are You Acting So Clingy?

Truth Is Beauty