Never Under Estimate A Pretty Little Liar.

That Was The Thing About Guys, Though: Sometimes, They Had The Emotional Depth Of A Flea.

If The Next Car Passed Is Blue, Violet Will Be Okay, She Thought. If It's Red, A Will Do Something Horrible To Her. She Heard A Growl Of An Engine And Shut Her Eyes, Afraid To See What The Future Might Hold. She'd Never Cared So Much About Anything In Her Life. Just As The Car Was Passing, She Opened Her Eyes And Saw A Mercedes Hood Ornament. She Let Out A Long Sigh, Tears Coming To Her Eyes Once More. The Car Was Blue.

How Could Any Of Us Truly Appreciate Our Lives If We Had Nothing Else To Compare Them To?

I Know These Are Going To Sound Like School Reading-list Suggestions, But If You Like Dystopian Fiction, You Should Check Out Some Of The Originals: Anthem, By Ayn Rand; 1984, By George Orwell; Or Brave New World, By Aldous Huxley.

Never Trust A Pretty Girl With An Ugly Secret.