it's a kiss full of promise, of trust and of all that is magic.

I do know that living in the past only messes up your present

In other words, my pot doesn't work?" "It doesn't have a pulse," he says. "I have a pulse." Kimmie offers her wrist. "Wanna check?

Age is artificial. It's soulless. It doesn't matter one bit.

My thoughts amuse me.

In writing, as in life, always be true to your character.

Stalking the girls' softball team again?