I Figured If I Played Nice, I’d

What A Marshmallow. You Should Hold Out For Someone With A Stronger Stomach. Someone Who Laughs At The Gore That Makes Weaker Men Vomit.

"happy Birthday," He Sighed, And Leaned Down To Touch His Lips To Mine. I Reached Up On My Toes To Make The Kiss Last Longer When He Pulled Away. He Smiled My Favorite Crooked Smile, And Then He Disappeared Into The Darkness.

Silently, I Lifted My Doggy Bowl Off The Floor. Then, With A Quick, Powerful Flip Of My Wrist, I Threw It Into The Back Of Blondie’s Head So Hard That – With An Earsplitting Bang – It Smashed Flat Before It Ricocheted Across The Room And Snapped The Round Top Piece Off The Thick Newel Post At The Foot Of The Stairs.

How Dare You Imprint On My Baby? Have You Lost You Mind?

And Then Writing, It Was Like I Just Found It, You Know? Like You Just Found Your Favorite Flavor Of Ice Cream, All Of A Sudden There It Is. 'this Is What I Should Have Been Doing For The Last Thirty Years. What Was I Thinking?' So I Was, Then I Was In And Then I Had To Just Keep Going With It.