A Year. We'd Known Each Other Only

I Don't Care If You Say We Can't Be Together. I Don't Care If You Think I'm The Most Evil, Unnatural Creature Walking On Earth. You Can Think Whatever You Want, Go Whatever You Want. I'm Going To Just Go On Loving You, Even If It's Hopeless.

A Gun. I Had Been Brought Down By A Gun. It Was Practically Comical. Cheaters, I Thought.

She Snuggled Back Under The Blanket With Me, Turned Toward Me So That She Could Rest Her Head On My Chest. “i Hear Your Heart,” She Said. “do You Check Every Once In A While, Just To Make Sure I’m Not Undead?

John Cusack Is Standing Over There.” I Followed His Incredulous Gaze To Where A Man Very Like Mr. Cusack Did Indeed Stand, Smoking A Cigarette As He Leaned Against A Building. I Sighed. “that’s Not John Cusack. That’s Jerome.” “seriously?” “yup. I Told You He Looked Like John Cusack.” “keyword: Looked. That Guy Doesn’t Look Like Him. That Guy Is Him.

I Set Off, Off To Kill The Man I Love.