The Demolition Money Was 30 Million, and Ten Years Later I Called: Sister, Don't Trust the Person Next to You!

How Can You Be so Cute (Burp)? (Clench Your Pink Fists)

I don't want to be a heartthrob, I don't want to have a mindless novel, I don't want to be embarrassed, and I don't want to be awkward. I am just an unweaned reader who wants books with novel plots, no procrastination, humor, wit, logic, no stupidity, appropriate pretentiousness, and three-dimensional views! (Spitting out nose)