Speaking Of Which, Would You Like To

Death Is Peaceful, Life Is Harder

It Sounded Like You Were Having Bella For Lunch, And We Came To See If You Would Share.

She Wasn't Speaking To Me - In The Juvenile, Petty Sense Of The Phrase.

Children In The Abstract, Had Never Appealed To Me. They Seemed To Be Loud Creatures, Often Dripping Some Form Of Goo.

I Didn’t Want To Kill Girls… Even Vampire Girls. Though I Might Make An Exception For That Blonde.