Is some part of you enjoying this?
Every part of me is enjoying this—some parts, substantially more than others.
Ignorance truly is bliss. I don't know anything to be distraught over, because not one—not one single solitary soul of you—ever bothered to ever read me in.
I am saddened that I have no one around to eat popcorn with as I watch The First Great Canlandian Uprising, but, let's face it, were I allowed to be around anybody right now, I wouldn't be watching the news, I'd be in bed with them.
Is some part of you enjoying this?
Trust me, The Plan is...
coming to get her.