Vaisey Looked Like A Startled Earwig.

Here Is Another Marvy Glimpse Into The Gothic Basement That I Call My Mind.

Your Soul Shines Through Even If You Haven't Got Mascara On

Hello, My Sister, Libby, Also Your Daughter, Is Snogging A Potato In My Bed. What Are You Going To Do About It?' Dad Started Yelling Uncontrollably. I Wonder If He Is Having The Male Menopause? If He Starts Growing Breasts, I Will Definitely Be Running Away With The Circus.

Still, Life Carries On. Exams To Be Examined. Serious Things To Be Thingied.

He Said, "hi, Gorgeous," Which I Think Is Nice. I Admire Honesty.