Men Suck, Even Imaginary Ones

But Then We Have To Leave, Have To. It's Always Been That Way, And It Will Always Be That Way, Jane. That's Just.. How It Works

Is That Clear?" Said Borcht "as Clear As Pea Soup" I Said

"yeah Sure, Why Not?" I Said, Making A Mental Note To Get A Good Look At His Wings. For All I Knew, They Were Remote-controlled And Duct Taped To His Back.

Oh, My God. It Hit Me Like A Tsunami Then: How Perfect He Was For Me, How He Was Everything I Could Possibly Hope For, As A Friend, Boyfriend - Maybe Even More. He Was It For Me. There Would Be No More Looking. I Really, Really Loved Him, With A Whole New Kind Of Love I'd Never Felt Before, Something That Made Every Other Kind Of Love I'd Ever Felt Just Seem Washed Out And Wimpy In Comparison. I Loved Him With Every Cell In My Body, Every Thought In My Head, Every Feather In My Wings, Every Breath In My Lungs. And Air Sacs.

Is Dere Anysing Special About You? Anysing Vorth Saving?" Besides My Fashion Sense? I Play A Mean Harmonica.