Writers. For some reason, a lot of you reject what you hear and see in your heads. If you go too long ignoring it, it builds up and then you do all sorts of weird things. Mumble to yourself. Nightmares. Day-dreams. Total anarchy and chaos. Before you know it, the writer is either sitting in corner feverishly humming to his- or herself or on Prozac. Youโre not on Prozac, are you? (Esther)
Sherrilyn KenyonI would kiss you anyway, but I have a feeling that if I triedโ (Rafael) Iโd kick you in the nuts and tear your ear off. (Celena) That would hurt. (Rafael) Thatโs the idea. (Celena)
Sherrilyn KenyonTo err is human, to forgive divine. (Acheron) I donโt ask for your forgiveness. I donโt deserve it. I only ask for a chance to show you now that Iโm not the fool I was once. (Styxx)
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