It Was Becoming Clear To Me That

The Thing Is I'm A Great Believer In The Perfect Moment. They Don't Come Around That Often.

You Didn't Have To Take A Punch For Me, You Know,' He Said. 'i'm A Lover, Not A Fighter.' 'you're A Freak Is What You Are,' I Said.

I Always Thought I Was Different.

Please. She Sighed. 'can't A Girl Have High Standards? I Don't Want An Ordinary Boy.

It Was Always Late At Night, When Everything And Everyone Else Was Quiet, That Those Voices Would Rise Like Ghosts, Soft And Haunting, Filling Your Mind Until Sleep Finally Came.