All I Really Wanted To Do Was

Knock Your Bad Self Out.

I Wasn't Afraid Of Him Anymore, Because I Could Smell His Fear. You Never Had To Be Afraid Of Anything That Was Afraid Of You.

Somehow I Think Trophy Wives Wear More Makeup And Less Cutlery. But Hey, I Haven't Ever Met A Trophy Wife, Maybe I'm Wrong. Maybe They Know What I Know, That The True Way To A Man's Heart Is Six Inches Of Metal Between His Ribs.

There Had To Be A Circle Of Hell Where You Were Eternally Fourteen, Eternally In Junior High. One Of The Lower Circles.

I'm Very Judgmental Person. It's One Of My Faults.