When I retire, I’d like to buy a bookstore. In the back I will have a private room with a fireplace and the biggest most comfortable couch imaginable, upon which I will devour books.I will then proceed to write trashy romance novels until I die.

I hate walking behind people who are walking slower than me… it’s almost like being in traffic, which I despise.

My mom has instilled in me a firm belief in karma… and life gives proof of it every single day.