Could A Dead, Frozen Heart Beat Again?

Sister, They Send You Out For One And You Bring Back Two... And A Half. Such A Clever Girl.

And Then We Continued Blissfully Into This Small But Perfect Piece Of Our Forever.

I Knew The Human Exaggeration For Sorrow-a Broken Heart.

The Way You Move — You Orient Yourself Around Him Without Even Thinking About It. When He Moves, Even A Little Bit, You Adjust Your Position At The Same Time. Like Magnets… Or Gravity. You’re Like A… Satellite, Or Something.

What A Marshmallow. You Should Hold Out For Someone With A Stronger Stomach. Someone Who Laughs At The Gore That Makes Weaker Men Vomit.