James and the Giant Peach is a book that I never want to read again. Ever. So much so that I'd rather be forced to watch a medley of anything Lady Gaga has ever done - seriously I just watched the video for "Born This Way", and I'm still trying to control my hands from not gouging out my own eyes. I'm literally scarred. Will that woman ever just shut the fuck up.
There are so many things about this that I just feel like changing. But every time I go to, I come back to this same conclusion. Ergo: it's finished.