A Year. We'd Known Each

This Is A, Uh, Friendship Ring Right?” “yeah, Don’t Worry. If I Propose, You’ll Know It. For One Thing, I’ll Be Hyperventilating.” A Sly Smile—surprisingly Sexy—turned Up His Lips. “and It’ll Be A Ruby.” “rubies? No Diamonds? Too Expensive For The Old Writer’s Salary, Huh?” He Made A Disparaging Grunt At That. “no, I Just Think Diamonds Are Common, That’s All. If I Get Married, It’ll Be Because Something Uncommon Is Occurring. Besides, You Wear A Lot Of Red, Right? I Know How Important It Is For Your Accessories To Match.

You And I Aren't Friends Either.

Love In The Real World Doesn’t Usually Work Out The Way Stories Make Us Think It Should. We Don’t Always Get Fairy-tale Endings. People Split Up And Move On. Just Because You Love Someone Doesn’t Mean You Can’t Love Someone Else.” - Georgina To Brandy

Things On The Essential List: Vodka, Nine Inch Nails, A Steady Supply Of Mortal Men, And An All-purpose Bitchy Attitude.

Look, Sage. I Don't Know Much About Chemistry Or Computer Hacking Or Photosynthery, But This Is Something I've Got A Lot Of Experience With." I Think He Mean Photosynthesis, But I Didn't Correct Him. "use My Knowledge. Don't Let It Go To Waste.