Interceded? You Threw Me To

Try Not To Trip," She Added. "we Don't Have Time For A Concussion Today." I Groaned. That Would Be Just Like Me - Ruin Everything, Destroy The World, In A Moment Of Klutziness.

It’s Awful. No Privacy, No Secrets. Everything You’re Ashamed Of, Laid Out For Everyone To See.

After All, How Many Ways Can One Heart Be Mangled And Still Be Expected To Keep Beating?

How Can A Little Thing Be So Annoying?

Sometimes I Wondered If I Was Seeing The Same Things Through My Eyes That The Rest Of The World Was Seeing Through Theirs. Maybe There Was A Glitch In My Brain.