Survivors Can't Always Choose Their Methods.

Dance When The Moon Sings, And Don't Cry About Troubles That Haven't Yet Come. (moon Called)

Yes,” I Told Him. “i Think The Guy Playing The Pirate King Was Awesome.” He Stopped Where He Was. “what?” I Asked, Frowning At The Big Smile On His Face. “i Didn’t Say I Liked The Pirate King,” He Told Me. “oh.” I Closed My Eyes—and There He Was. A Warm, Edgy Presence Right On The Edge Of My Perception. When I Opened My Eyes, He Was Standing Right In Front Of Me. “cool,” I Told Him. “you’re Back.” He Kissed Me Leisurely. When He Was Finished, I Was More Than Ready To Head Home. Fast. “you Make Me Laugh,” He Told Me Seriously.

You Play Games With People's Lives.(...) You Forget That They Are Fragile.

He Can Stop Me In My Tracks, But He Can't Make Me Do Someting I Don't Want To

My Father Always Said That Too Many Words Cheapened The Value Of A Man's Speech.