Life Was Going On, And

Adjustment? She Called That An Adjustment? How About I Adjust Her Right Out Of Existence?

I Sat For A Moment, Figuring Things Out, Then Decided To Stay There. If I Was On The Floor, I Couldn't Fall Down.

Rose To Rachel: You Cry You Get Angry Then You Do Something About It.

That’s My Girl,” She Said, Her Eyes Holding A Shared Pain As She Saw My Confusion. “al, Where Are You Going To Put Her? Not In Your Room. She’d Pull A Line Through You And Kill You When You Hog The Blankets. I’ll Take The Waif In. I Promise I’ll Bring This One Up Properly.

Have You Been Sniffing Fairy Farts?