Pretend I Asked, Now Answer The Question.

You Fight So Hard, So Long, To Cut Someone Out Of Your Heart, But It’s Not Always Your Heart That Betrays You.

That's What You Get For Telling The Truth. Someone Calls You A Liar. Most People Will Accept A Likely Lie To An Unlikely Truth. In Fact, They Prefer It.

Love, Whether It's Friendship Or More, Is Like A Cup. It Fills Up Drop By Drop, Until One Last Drop And The Cup Is Full. The Liquid Hangs There Almost Above The Rim, Hangs There On Surface Tension Alone And You Know That One More Drop And It Will Spill Over.

But If Anything Will Turn Me Off, It's A Very Practiced Approach, As If The Man Has Done It A Thousand Times Before, To A Lot Of Different Women. Which Always Seems To Imply That I Am No Different From All The Rest. Not Flattering.

If You Have A Choice Between Extra Makeup Or Extra Weapons Always Take The Weapons. Just The Fact That You're Debating Between Those Two Choices Proves That You're Going To Need The Weapons More.