Wendy: Why Are You Staring At Me?

And I'm Stuck In It With No Way Out. I Love You, And I Can't Stop, And You Don't Even Care!

I Predict A Long Reign Ahead Of You. Years Of Being Referred To As Your Majesty, Your Grace, Your Excellence, My Liege, My Queen, My Lovely.” “i Don’t Think That Last One Is A Formal Title,” I Said. “it Should Be.

This Is The Way The World Ends; Not With A Bang Or A Whimper, But With Zombies Breaking Down The Back Door.

Writing Has Always Felt Like A Compulsion. Even At High School There'd Be Times When People Would Ask Me If I Wanted To Go And Hang Out And I'd Sit Home And Write Instead.

How Could You Do Nothing To Him, If You Fought So Hard?” She Asked. “i’m Lust And He’s Wrath!” He Yelled. “i’m A Lover, He’s A Fighter!” Virtue - A Fairy Tale