I Have To Step Out For A

I Don't Want You To Leave Which Is Exactly Why I Should. But Don't Worry. I'm Essentially A Selfish Creature. I Crave Your Company Too Much To Do What I Should.

Silently, I Lifted My Doggy Bowl Off The Floor. Then, With A Quick, Powerful Flip Of My Wrist, I Threw It Into The Back Of Blondie’s Head So Hard That – With An Earsplitting Bang – It Smashed Flat Before It Ricocheted Across The Room And Snapped The Round Top Piece Off The Thick Newel Post At The Foot Of The Stairs.

It's Something About The Inevitability. How Nothing Can Keep Them Apart--not Her Selfishness, Or His Evil, Or Even Death, In The End...their Love Is Their Only Redeeming Quality.

Go Sit Down And Look Pale.

Once You Cared About A Person, It Was Impossible To Be Logical About Them Anymore.