As always, Blay was the anchor who kept him from being swept away.

Tore up from the floor up. Followed by a big outtie. John Mathew

Put on your big girl pants and deal.

Quick question. Does this magical skill with gray matter come with a total lack of compunction for your kind, or is it just you who were born without a conscience? V: I beg your pardon?

Sometimes the only way to know how far you'd come was to return to where you once had been.

Phury?" "No, I'm not gay." "Don't feel like you need to hide it or anything." "I wouldn't. I'm just not." "You bi, then?

V had a passing thought that she used the word "anyway" like an eraser on a crowded chalkboard. She said it whenever she needed to clear off the things she'd just shared to make room for more.