I try to think of something catchy to say, but there's nothing but irritation that something that was funny yo an eleven-year-old boy is still funny to a seventeen-year-old one.

“Sean takes my ponytail in his hand, his fingers touching my neck, and then he t…”

“So, Grace, how's school?" I asked myself. Dad nodded, eyes on the baby koala no…”

“- Nu vreau să fac ceva ce o să regreți. Spatele lui Grace se arcui sub degetel…”

“My words are unerring tools ofdestruction, and I’ve come unequipped with the ab…”