They Weren’t Idiots, But I Attracted Trouble

I Just Want My Name Back So My Life Can Go Back To Chaotic And Weird Instead Of Chaotic And Desperate.

I Do So Like All-encompassing Words. Verb, Adjective, Noun. Yes, You Are Shitted.

Avoiding Me, Quen Downed A Swallow Of Wine. "trent Is A Fine Young Man," He Said, Watching The Remaining Wine Swirl. "yes... " I Drawled, Cautiously. "if You Can Call A Drug Lord And Outlawed-medicine Manufacturer A Fine Young Man.

Cincinnati Morgue, An Equal-opportunity Service Since 1966.

God, If You Ever Loved Me, Open My Eyes For Me When I'm Being This Stupid! (ron)