The history of mankind is a romance, a mask, a tragedy, constructed upon the principles of POETICAL JUSTICE; it is a noble or royal hunt, in which what is sport to the few is death to the many, and in which the spectators halloo and encourage the strong to set upon the weak, and cry havoc in the chase, though they do not share in the spoil.
That's my entire weekend. I had plans" "A Vampire Dairies marathon is not plans. " She looked at me like I lost my mind. "Have you even seen the Salvatore brothers? Holy mother of gingersnaps.