I felt a smile on my face. "Thanks." "For what?" "Using my name instead of calling me a thing.

I wanted to find a nice quiet spot, go to sleep, and dream about kittens.

Does this mean Harry Potter really exists?

Hell, yeah, Ryland. Man up and carpe girl.

No wonder Edward was such a crazy driver," I muttered. "Who's Edward?" Elyssa asked. "You know, from Twilight.

So what, so I've got a smile onBut it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head