It's Not My Fault So Much As

You Forgot My First Lesson: Don't Hesitate.

Kill Me, Doug. Just Kill Me Now. Put Me Out Of My Misery.” “christ, Kincaid, What Did You Say To Him?” Murmured Doug. “well,” I Told Doug, “i Ripped On His Fans And On How Long It Takes For His Books To Come Out.” Doug Stared At Me, His Expectations Exceeded. “then I Said—not Knowing Who He Was—that I’d Be Seth Mortensen’s Love Slave In Exchange For Advanced Copies Of His Books.

You've Asked Me Out Tons Of Times." "not Really. I've Made Inappropriate Suggestions And Frequently Pushed For Nudity. But I've Never Asked You Out On A Real Date.

Sunshine Had Never Tasted So Sweet As It Did At That Moment.

That's What Humanity Is: A Series Of Successes And Failures, A Testing Of One's Own Nature And Aptitude. Neither The Body Nor The Soul Can Sustain Such A State. Eventually It Consumes A Person