Hello, my loves. Today, we have a variety of-
You say you wanna revolutionnn, wellll, you know-ohh, we all wanna change the world-
*clears throat* Well that was odd. As I was saying, we have a branch of topics to cover-
Well you thought it would be funny, to leave me hanging in suspense-
WILL YOU STOP THAT?
Thank you. Anyway. I’ve decided to read-
Just ’cause you’re in the ghetto doesn’t mean you can’t grow-
I swear… I’ll just ignore it. I’m reading-
He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoooes, started makin’ his way past two in the morning, he hasn’t been sober for daays-
*gets a little louder* reading Eragon, at the insistance of the magnificent Liam Wood, and I’m pleased to report that-
Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself, covered in the perfect shell, such a charming beautiful exterior.
That it was just the first part that I was having trouble reading, and after the first thirty or so pages, I started liking it. ^.^ And also-
They’re gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books, to make a citizen out of you.
FINE, RANDOM SONG LYRICS THAT KEEP POPPING UP WHILE I TRY TO TALK. I HAVE TO GO ANYWAY. I HAVE WRITING TO DO.
I love my readers. BUT I HATE YOU, INTERUPTING SONG LYRICS.