How Can My Ankles And Arms Be

My Personal Motto Is: Wwwwd?: What Would Wonder Woman Do?

War." Gorgon Spits The Word. "that Is What They Call It To Give The Illusion Of Honor And Law. It Is Chaos. Madness And Blood And The Hunger To Win. It Has Always Been Thus And Shall Always Be So.

I Don't Have Time To Feel Sorry For Myself. I've Got To Think.

When I Dream, I Dream Of Him. For Several Nights Now He’s Come To Me, Waving From A Distant Shore As If He’s Been Waiting Patiently For Me To Arrive. He Doesn’t Utter A Word, But His Smile Says Everything: I’ve Missed You.

Maybe That's What Real Friendship Is -- Getting So Used To People That You Need To Be Annoyed By Them.