Yes," she says, her eyes bright with tears. "My dear child, you've done so well.

Looking away is submissive. Looking [..] in the eye is a challenge.

It's like he knows, he knows I have a thing for her.

I watch her blond head until it disappears around the bend, and I feel bare, like there's nothing left to protect me against pain. Her absence stings worst of all.

I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap.

i like to think that im helping them by hating them

I didn't know that idiocy caused people to just start spontaneously bleeding from the nose.