I Don't Have Any Leeches On My

I'm Really Glad I Did Not Tattoo On My Body 'cause I Don't Want Them. So, Permanence Is A Very Scary Thing To Me, Along With Things That Don't Change At All.

He Raised His Hand, Hesitant, Conflict Raging In His Eyes, And Then Swiftly Brushed The Length Of My Cheekbone With His Fingertips. His Skin Was As Icy As Ever, But The Trail His Fingers Left On My Skin Was Alarmingly Warm - Like I'd Been Burned, But Didn't Feel The Pain Of It Yet.

The Irresponsible Mother Helped Explain Bella's Maturity. She'd Had To Grow Up Early, To Become The Caretaker. That's Why She Didn't Like Being Cared For- She Felt It Was Her Job.

He Leaned Over To Kiss The Top Of My Head, And Then Groaned. I Looked At Him, Puzzled. "you Smell So Good In The Rain," He Explained. "in A Good Way, Or In A Bad Way?" I Asked Cautiously. He Sighed. "both, Always Both.

I Can Feel What You’re Feeling Now — And You Are Worth It.