I Don't Want To Be Famous Per

My Mom Has A Tape From When I Was, Like, 2 Years Old, Talking With My Grandma, Telling Her A Story That's Really Elaborate About Werewolves And Wolves.

In Case You Haven't Noticed, I'm A Lover Not A Fighter.

How Did You Even Know I Wasn't In My Room?" "i Checked On You." Finn Gave Me A Look Like I Was An Idiot. "i Check On You Every Morning." "you Check On Me When I'm Sleeping?" I Gaped At Him. "every Morning?" He Nodded. "i Didn't Know That." "why Would You Know That? You're Sleeping," Finn Pointed Out.

I Will Make This World A Better Place, Whether They Like It Or Not. That’s The Fun Of Being Queen.

You Know Something?" He Lifted His Head, And When He Turned To Me, He Had This Strange Look In His Eyes. Almost As If He Was Really Seeing Me For The First Time. "i Don't Think I Ever Really Lived Until This. I've Never Done Anything That Mattered Before, But Now I'm Fighting To Save My Life, And Yours. And I Know It Sounds Really Cheesy And Lame, But I Don't Think I Ever Really Felt Alive. Not Until I Met You.