Books Have Been Thought Of As Windows

It Felt Almost Rude To Ignore Toe Pretty White Bed, But We Just Weren’t Going To Make It That Far.

No Two Writers Go About Things In Exactly The Same Way (intro)

Is It Really Sick For Me To Be Happy Right Now?" I Asked. My Voice Broke Twice. He Didn't Push Me Away. He Pulled Me Tight Against His Ice-hard Chest, So Tight It Was Hard To Breathe, Even With My Lungs Securely Intact. "i Know Exactly What You Mean," He Whispered. "but We Have Lot Of Reasons To Be Happy. For One, We're Alive." "yes," I Agreed. "that's A Good One." "and Together," He Breathed. His Breath Was So Sweet It Made My Head Swim.

Despite My Best Efforts I’ve Seen You Naked Before – Doesn’t Do Much For Me So No Worries.

Sometimes, Loyalty Gets In The Way Of What You Want To Do. Sometimes, It’s Not Your Secret To Tell.