My Mother Is Part Albino." Bella Swan

Twilight, Again. Another Ending. No Matter How Perfect The Day Is, It Always Has To End.

There Was No Way Jacob Would Voluntarily Miss An Afternoon With Renesmee Sans Bloodsuckers. -bella Cullen

Two Voices Struggled Inside Me. One That Wanted To Be Good And Brave, And One That Told The Good One To Keep Her Mouth Shut.

You Could Run From Someone You Feared, You Could Try To Fight Someone You Hated. All My Reactions Were Geared Toward Those Kinds Of Killers – The Monsters, The Enemies. When You Loved The One Who Was Killing You, It Left You No Options. How Could You Run, How Could You Fight, When Doing So Would Hurt That Beloved One? If Your Life Was All You Had To Give Your Beloved, How Could You Not Give It? If It Was Someone You Truly Loved?

Jackson Rathbone Can Really Play The Guitar. Our Taste In Music Is Not Exactly The Same, But We Found Common Ground With Radiohead's Creep, With Which He Then Serenaded Me.