It's Not My Fault Everybody

When I Said It Aloud, It Sounded Terribly Creepy, Which Is Why I Had Said It Aloud.

He Hadn’t Been Peeping Intentionally; He’d Been Trying To Sneak Into My Room. So That Was Slightly Less Creepy, I Supposed.

For Me To Be A Billion-dollar Author, I Need To Have People Buying My Books At Wal-mart.

Oh Yeah. That's Why. Like A Fairy Tale. I Was Marrying The Prince. I Just Happened To Be In Love With The Pauper.

The Only Consent Hinge In Life Is That Everyhin Is Changing. And That's A Little Scary, But It Means That Hints Can't Be Bad Or Hard Forever.