You Don't Want Me Here, I Don't

While It Did Smash, Breaking A Bottle Over Someone’s Head Requires A Lot More Force Than Movies Had Led Me To Believe.

Well,i Hope You Like The Ring." He Held It Out To Me, He Velvet Lid Still Closed. "my Mom Hates It." "i'm Sure I'll Love It,then," I Said, And He Laughed.

Oh Yeah. That's Why. Like A Fairy Tale. I Was Marrying The Prince. I Just Happened To Be In Love With The Pauper.

I Heard You're Campaigning On My Behalf." He Walked Over To Me. "that Wouldn't Be Because You'd Miss Me Too Much If I Were Gone,would It?" "don't Be Absurd," I Scoffed. "i Don't Condone Murder, Even For People Like You." "people Like Me,huh?" He Cocked An Eyebrow. "you Mean Devilishly Handsome, Debonair Young Men Who Come To Sweep Rebellious Princesses Of Their Feet?" "you Came To Kidnap Me, Not Sweep Me Off My Feet," I Said,but He Waved His Hand At The Idea. "semantics.

I Was Always Writing. When I Was A Little Kid, Before I Learned How To Write, I Would Tell Stories. But As Soon I As Capable, I Started Writing. I Filled Notebooks And Notebooks Until I Got My First Computer When I Was 11. It Never Really Occurred To Me That I Would Do Anything Else.