Truth Is Beauty

Claire, Did I Invite You To My Bbq?" "no." "then Why Are You Up In My Grill?

We're Doing The Twyla, Not Twilight, So Stop Sucking!

The Confusing Lesson Whipped Frankie's Anger Into Something She Had Never Felt Before. It Was Like An Emotional Meringue - The Airy Feeling Of Loneliness Topped With The Hard Crisp Of Injustice. Yet Its Taste Was Far From Sweet.

After Each Dream, Frankie Woke With A Start, Soaked In Tears. But She Found No Relief In The Peaceful Silence Of Her Room, Because There Everything Was Real. And The Guilt Was Too Immense To Bear. Each Time She Opened Her Eyes, She'd Quickly Shut Them. And Wish That She Had Woken Up For The Very Last Time.

When The Horse Was Little, Massie Had Covered The Walls With Posters Of Young Fillies That She Thought Brownie Would Find Sexy.