My mom told me that her and my dad are going to California over the summer and that means I have to say with my evil grandma. They said for a week. I hate this. I have no idea why, but she hates me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
