You Don't Want Me Here,

Sometimes It Seems To Me That That’s All My Life Has Been, A Series Of Things That I Loved Deeply That I Could Never Have.

I Don't Want Only One Night. I Want All The Nights. I Want All Of You, Forever.

I Have A Screened In Porch, And It's Nice To Curl Up With A Book Outside When It's Raining, Especially An Old Battered Classic Like 'pride & Prejudice & Zombies.

This Was Good, Except That Now I Had Two Crazed, Burning Zombies Standing Between Me And The Exit, Plus Another One That Wasn’t On Fire. I Had Not Thought This Plan Through At All.

The Only Consent Hinge In Life Is That Everyhin Is Changing. And That's A Little Scary, But It Means That Hints Can't Be Bad Or Hard Forever.