I can’t believe they even bothered filling that faculty position again. They might as well rename the class Defense Against the Dark Arts. I mean, seriously, who would answer an ad for this job?
Sometimes I suspected Ryan was merely visiting the real world, on vacation from his permanent residence in la-la land.
If you live in the dark long enough, you start to forget what light looks like.
But I had no plans to end my own life, and accidents couldn’t be predicted. Neither could murder, unless my aunt and uncle were planning to take me out themselves.
There’s pressure, but that’s true no matter who you are or what you do.
He took both of my hands, twisting to face me more fully on the flattened box beneath us, and again the colors in his irises seemed to pulse with my heartbeat.
I’m glad you think so. I’ve always considered my sense of humor to be largely underappreciated, so it’s nice to finally meet a fan.
Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldn’t hear anything. Ever again.
It’s kind of like when a clock battery runs down. The hour and minute hands don’t disappear, but they don’t keep ticking either. They freeze on the last minute they measured.
Because in most cases, I believe that people deserve a second chance. And because I couldn’t have lived with myself if I’d stood by and let them both die souless, when I could have helped.
Kaylee, you’re adding two and two and coming up with seven.
When you push someone too far, they will push back and they push hard.
Yeah. She wants him back and has decided I’m in her way. But I have news for that little sleep-terrorist – it’s going to take more than a couple of bad dreams to scare me off, so I hope she has something bigger up her sleeve.
Can we save the live demo for later, please? Bean Sidhe in angst, here.
Unfortunately, what my head wanted and what my heart wanted were two completely different things.
Even before the withdrawal sets in, you’ll do anything to get that feeling back, because as long as it lasts, nothing’s wrong. It doesn’t matter if you forget something, or lose something. Or if you fail someone. Nothing’s wrong and everything feels good, and you never want it to end.
Was I wearing my ‘I’m done with my virginity, please get rid of it for me’ T-shirt?
Oh fine. I’ll play nice with the pretty people.
So could we please not mob the three-thousand-plus-year-old reaper like tweens at a boy-band concert?
I’ve seen this episode. This is the one where Sylvester eats Tweety.