My Lungs Sucked At Being Lungs.

There Are Always Answers. We Just Have To Be Smart Enough.

I Don't Have A Favourite Book, I Have Hundreds.

Remember That Time In The Minivan, Twenty Minutes Ago, When We Didn't Die?

It's Total Bullshit," He Said. "the Whole Thing. Eighty Percent Survival Rate And He's In The Twenty Percent? Bullshit. He Was Such A Bright Kid. It's Bullshit. I Hate It. But It Was Sure A Privilege To Love Him, Huh?

So She Became Impulsive, Scared By Her Inaction Into Perpetual Action.