Surrender Is A Powerful Force.

If I Died, Would It Get Me Out Of My Geometry Test Tomorrow? One Could Only Hope.

It's A Little Hard Not To Worry When My Best Friend Keeps On Dying.

I Closed My Eyes And Rested My Head Against His Chest, Wishing Sincerely That Rhiannon Would Get Hit By A Bus.

Your Way Of Life Is Sinful And Wrong," He Said Fiercely. Thus Says A Man Who Admits To Worshipping A God Who Vilifies Pleasure, Relegates Women To Roles That Are Little More Than Servants And Broodmares, Though They Are The Backbone Of Your Church, And Seeks To Control His Worshippers Through Guilt And Fear.

The Fomorians Skittered Backward, Away From Me, Looking Justifiably Confused. I Mean, Really, How Many Human Women Actually Run To Them? And I Was A Human Woman Covered In Swamp Yuck, With Wild Red Hair Sticking Out In Matted Hunks And Arms Flailing Like A Demented Bride Of Frankenstein. I'd Run From Me.