Oh You Do Smell Good.

There Was A Different Ending To New Moon Originally. It Was A Much Quieter Book. It Was Very Much All In Bellas Head.

I Have An Immature, Homer Simpson-like Tendency To Giggle When I Say The Words 'seminal Fluids' In Public.

Even If We All Want You Here, You Don't Belong Until You Decide You Do.

I Do A Good Job Of Blocking Painful, Unnecessary Things From My Memory.

I Thought You Were Supposed To Be Pretending I Don’t Exist, Not Irritating Me To Death.