As a child I was an inveterate liar. As opposed to now, I am a Novelist.
The pure and simple truth Is rarely pure and never simple. What's a boy to do When lies and truth are both sinful?
It is worth it to leave behing my minor life for grander maybes.
Caroline is no longer sufffering from personhood.
The world may be broken, but hope is not crazy.
You can't dingleberry that! That's a flagrant misuse of the dingleberry!