I Was A Bit Of A Victorian

It's A Metaphor, See: You Put The Killing Thing Right Between Your Teeth, But You Don't Give It The Power To Do Its Killing.

My Lungs Sucked At Being Lungs.

People Always Get Used To Beauty Though.

How About I Call You When I Finish This?” “but You Don’t Even Have My Phone Number,” He Said. “i Strongly Suspect You Wrote It In The Book.” He Broke Out Into That Goofy Smile. “a Nd You Say We Don’t Know Each Other.

There's Some People In This World Who You Can Just Love And Love And Love No Matter What.