I'm A Girl Who Has Been Tamping

When I Write I Pretend I'm Telling A Story To Someone In The Room And I Don't Want Them To Get Up Until I'm Finished.

The Trick To Having Obedient, Unquestioning Children Was To Have Death Be The Other Option

If You're Ever Feeling A Lack Of Middle-aged White Men, Just Pop Into The Capitol. Not So Much The House Of Representatives, Which Has A Bit More Color And Texture, But The Senate -- Jeez. Yes, Let's Have More Testosterone Running The Country. Maximum Ride, School's Out--forever

I Love You. I Love Your Smile, Your Snarl, Your Grin, Your Face When You're Sleeping.

Don’t Ever Leave Me Again,” I Said In A Tiny Voice. I Won’t,” He Promised Into My Hair, Sounding Most Un-fang-like. “i Won’t. Not Ever.” And Just Like That, A Cold Shard Of Ice That Had Been Inside My Chest Ever Since We’d Split Up-well, It Just Disappeared. I Felt Myself Relax For The First Time In I Don’t Known How Long. The Wind Was Chilly, But The Sun Was Bright, And My Whole Flock Was Together. Fang And I Were Together. Excuse Me? I’m Alive Too.” Iggy’s Plaintive Voice Made Me Pull Back.