At least you know that you're crazy. That means you have the potential to recover.
Sometimes in the news, "luck" is just a matter of "capitalizing on someone else's pain.
Being a King sort of sucks," I said. Quentin wrinkled his nose, "So does your outfit." "Blood is in this season.
Nothing lasts forever. That's the tragedy and the miracle of existence - that everything is impermanent. Everything changes. All we can do is make the best of the time we have. And go down shooting, naturally.
That's Becks. Always ready to offer a helping headshot.
April frowned, irritation evident. “I did not consent to your presence,” she said peevishly. “Please depart, and attempt your political assassination on someone else’s property.