Wish All My Corpses Would Do That.

His Gaze Travelled Down Me, Then Zipped Back To My Face. "sorry." "focus, Rafe." "i Am. Just On The Wrong Thing.

I'd Like To See A World Where, If A Teenager Fears She's Seeing/hearing Things, She Feels As Comfortable Seeking Help As She Would If She Found A Lump On Her Leg.

The Rottweiler Stood His Ground And Waited For Me To Take The Next Step In The Dance Of Ritualized Intimidation. Instead, I Leaped At Him. Screw Ritual. Now Was Not The Time To Stand On Ceremony.

Cleavage Is Great," She Said. "like An Extra Pocket.

And The Lesson Is That I Should Always Wear These, So No One Asks Me To Do Anything Crazy Like Climb Onto A Roof. ~jaime Vegas On Why She Wears Three Inch Heels On A Mission