People, Generally, Suck.

Angels Are Just Pretty Insects.

They Were Told What They Wanted And They Believed It. They Can Only Keep Their Dream Alive By Being With Others Like Themselves Who Will Mirror Their Illusions.

Foul And Magical Fumes Bubbled Out Of The Kettle, Like The Flatulence Of A Dragon On A Demon-only Diet.

Like Last Year I Took Advance Foods Class (which Is Like Cooking For Nerds) After Lunch, And So I Usually Took A Nap. Which Was Fine, Because I'm Not Even Thrilled About Regular Foods, So, You Know, What Do I Need With Like Advanced Digital Hd Wi-fi Foods And Whatnot? -abby

He Loved Constantly, Instantly, Spontaneously, Without Thought Or Words. That's What He Taught Me. Love Is Not Something You Think About, It Is A State In Which You Dwell. That Was His Gift.