Now Would Be A Good Time To

Little Late For That Now. I Don’t Think An ‘oops, My Bad, My Weapon Accidentally Misfired Two Dozen Rounds’ Will Work To Get Me Out Of This. (devyn)

I’m So Sorry! Are You Okay? (shahara) Other Than The Fact That I Feel Like My Rib Just Punctured A Lung, Sure, I’m All Right. (syn)

Why Do All Men Have To Suck? I Knew You All Sucked And Still I Stupidly Fell In Love With One Of You. Why? Why Would I Be Such A Masochist? You Pour Your Heart Out To A Man And What Does He Do? ‘could You Change The Channel, Babe?’ You’re All Pathetically Cold. You Don’t Care About Anyone But Yourselves! (kat)

It’s True, And I Was Really Hideous As A Preteen. Tall And Gawky. I Used To Bump My Head Into Everything. Still Do Sometimes. (kat) You Are My Daughter. (acheron) Sure I Am, I Can’t Imagine You Ever Being Uncoordinated. (kat) Oh, I Assure You I’ve Nailed Quite A Few Signs With My Forehead. It’s A Wonder ‘exit’ Isn’t Permanently Imprinted Right Between My Eyes. (acheron)

You Like Rock? Little Boy, I’m Not Your Friend. I’m Not Your Dark-hunter And I’m Not Your Friggin’ Date. You Only Speak To Me When I Ask You A Question. Otherwise You Keep Your Mouth Shut, Your Eyes Off Me, And You Might Live Long Enough To Get Me To The French Quarter. (zarek)