Romance is dead - it was acquired in a hostile takeover by Hallmark and Disney, homogenized, and sold off piece by piece.
Being myself didn't work. Being someone else didn't work. Maybe I just wasn't meant to have friends.
A man who envies our family is a man who needs help.
Oh no, the dead have risen and they're voting Republican.
You can't create a monster, then whine when it stomps on a few buildings.
Do you know what it's like to be the kind of girl that boys never talk to and then suddenly, a boy talks to you?