When Igrowup
Iwantto have
onechild,
wait until
they’reabout11or 12„thenhaveabunch
ofbabies.
ThenIwillhidethem
aroundthehouse,so
when my older
child says, “Mum,
wheredo
babies come
from?”Icanjustturnaroundandsay,“Where DON’T they
come from?”
And start
pullingthemoutof drawersand
stuff.
"They don't killyou unlessyoulightthem," he said asMomarrived at the curb. "AndI've neverlit one. It's a metaphor,see:Youput the killingthing right betweenyour teeth, but youdon'tgive itthe powerto doits killing."
- Augustus about cigarettesin'The FaultinOurStars'
I usedtocare whatpeoplethought, But nowI caremore. Mannobodyouthere'sgot
it figured
out, Sotherefore,I'velostallhope
ofa happy
ending,
Depending
onwhether
ornot it'sworthit,
So
insecure,
no
one's
perfect.