And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.
Fate has a way of getting what she wants, no matter how we try to avoid it.
My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.
I got nothing. Even the spies I'm spying on who are spying on other spies got nothing.
There was French kissing, and then there was Cajun French kissing. Spicier, harder, wilder.
I take no actions that I wouldn't publicly recount. If you can't speak your deeds, then don't do them.