Methinks We Have A Clue. Be Still,

You Lie Like Butter Wouldn't Melt In Your Mouth, Edward." He Smiled. "i Don't Lie To You." "really," I Said. The Smile Became A Grin. "okay, Not Most Of The Time, Anymore." His Face Sobered. "i'm Not Lying Now.

He Looked Less Handsome Without The Smile And Glow In His Eyes, But He Also Seemed More Real. Being Real Will Get Me Into Trouble Faster Than Any Amount Of Charm.

Giving Up Something That No Longer Serves A Purpose, Or Protects You, Or Helps You, Isn’t Giving Up At All, It’s Growing Up.

Love Is Never Free ... It Is The Most Expensive Emotion We Have.

I Like Conventions. I Like Meeting And Greeting. I'm Perched On That Edge Where I'm Getting More Attention Than I Quite Know What To Do With, Though.