I've always thought of fantasy as a genre of best-case scenarios, and horror as a genre of worst-case scenarios.

I'm still digesting the '90s. It takes some time to get perspective.

Sure, this will probably end up being another in a long line of emotionally crippling misadventures...but let's try to have some fun along the way.

Just go out there and get your heart broken in, so it'll be ready when you really need it.

How is it possible that our parents lied to us?" "Lets see: Santa, the Tooth Fairy,the Easter bunny,um, God. You're the prettiest kid in school. This wont hurt a bit. Your face will freeze like that..." "Everythings going to be alright.

Yeah, that's right. Flee in terror, bitches!

Comics brought me to the dance. It'll always be my first loyalty.