*Sigh* So many books I want to buy, so little cash to spend.
Nothing. I try not to think as much as possible. It's bad for you, least I think it is. Oh no, what have I done?
"Real beauty ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid. Look at the successful men in any of the learned professions. How perfectly hideous they are!"
-restrains self from adding the next line despite it being one of her favorites- >_> -doesn't want to upset anyone-
he was
That's because he's the green goblin