She wanted me to betray you guys, and I was like, 'Pfft, right, I'm gonna listen to a face in the potty sludge'.

Don't stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of the sadness.

Survive first. Figure out crayon drawing of destiny later.

I figure the world is basically a machine. I don't know who made it, if it was the Fates, or the gods, or the capital-G god or whatever. But it chugs along the way it's supposed to most of the time. Sure, little pieces break off and stuff goes haywire once in a while, but mostly... things happen for a reason.

Want to hit Leo?
That is understandable
Hunk muffin earned it

You can’t burn me.