Even When She Looked Scared,

If Anyone Asks You If You’re Taken,” I Said, “the Answer Is Yes.” “i Think I Can Live With That,” He Promised. “good,” I Said. “because You Don’t Want To See Me Be Cross.” “too Late.” “shut Up And Dance, Walt.” “shut Up And Dance, Walt.” We Did—with The Music Of A Psychotic Griffin Screaming Behind Us, And The Sirens And Horns Of Brooklyn Wailing Below. It Was Quite Romantic.

I Am Never, Ever, Going To Make Things Easy For You, Seaweed Brain. Get Used To It.

You Began Your Journey Here As A Pup. Now You Must Find Your Way Back. A New Quest, A New Start.

I Wasn't Aiming At The School Bus, But Of Course I Got Expelled Anyway.

My Dear, I'm A Cat. Everything I See Is Mine.