No. This has to do with drugs." My jaw fell open and I almost lost my toothbrush. "You're on drugs?" She pressed her mouth together. "No. You are." "I'm on drugs?" I asked, stunned. I had no idea.

I totally should've gone to Hogwarts when I had the chance.

Surely my macking on some guy in an insane asylum wouldn't hurt him. He'd been living with his stalker, for heaven's sake.

I often question my sanity. Occasionally, it replies.

Hello?" I said, because Charley's House of Pasties seemed wrong.

Mistakes were made. Others were blamed.

I'd have a longer attention span if there weren't so many shiny things.