When Crime Busting Is Easier Than Your

The Fey In This Country Keep To Themselves, And Are A Separate Nation, Much Like The American Indians, But With Even More Autonomy.

Edward's Grief If You Die Will Be A Terrible Thing. It Will Hurt Him, A Lot, And Men Like Him Never Grieve Alone. He Will Spread His Grief All Over Us, Not Because We Failed, But Because It'll Give Him Something To Focus On So He Doesn't Have To Feel The Pain.

-please, Anita, Go Home, And Don’t Freak. Just Go Home, And Be Happy. Be Happy, And Let Everyone Around You Be Happy. Is That So Hard? When Jason Said It Like That, It Didn’t Seem Hard. In Fact, It Seemed To Make A Lot Of Sense, But Inside, It Felt Hard. Inside It Felt Like The Hardest Thing In The World. To Just Let Go, And Not Pick Everything To Death. To Just Let Go And Enjoy What You Had. To Just Let Go And Not Make Everybody Around You Miserable With Your Own Internal Dialogue. To Just Let Go And Be Happy. So Simple. So Difficult. So Terrifying.

It Was An Hour Before Dawn. When All The Whos Down In Whoville Were Asnooze In Their Beds Without Care. Sorry, Wrong Book. If I Get To Stay Awake Until Dawn, I Get Just A Tad Slaphappy.

Hatred Makes Us All Ugly.