No Big Deal. We All Have Blood

I Mean, Really: What Kind Of Person Could Possibly Dislike Me?

The Mind Picks Some Very Bad Times To Take A Walk Doesn't It?

Of Course It Was A Terrible Thing, And The World Would Be A Much Better Place Without Someone In It Who Could Do That, But Did That Mean We Had To Miss Lunch?

I Had Killed Our Careful Relationship By Driving My Tongue Through Its Heart And Pushing It Off A Cliff.

You're Driving Me Normal!