I'm Told There's No Going

Books. I'd Probably Spend All My Time Alone And Lost In Books If I Could. It's Easier That Way.

The Complexity Embedded In The Different Levels Of Meaning That Go Along With The Words "i Love You" Ought To Be A Whole Mindfuck Of A Video Game

I Love Snow For The Same Reason I Love Christmas: It Brings People Together While Time Stands Still. Cozy Couples Lazily Meandered The Streets And Children Trudged Sleds And Chased Snowballs. No One Seemed To Be In A Rush To Experience Anything Other Than The Glory Of The Day, With Each Other, Whenever And However It Happened.

When I Was A Teenager, The Number One Book I Was Most Obsessed With Was 'gone With The Wind.

Wherever I Went, I Was On The Wrong End Of The Stampede.