The Only Reason I Left Was To

Love, Life, Meaning...over.

How Old Are You?” She Asked. My Answer Was Automatic And Ingrained. “seventeen.” “and How Long Have You Been Seventeen?” I Tried Not To Smile At The Patronizing Tone. “a While,” I Admitted. “okay,” She Said, Abruptly Enthusiastic. She Smiled Up At Me.

Does It Bother You, Me Being Half Naked All The Time?

When You Loved The One Who Was Killing You, It Left You No Options." -bella

Angry Grizzly Bears Are Going To Look Tame Next To What Is Waiting For You At Home." I Snapped The Phone Shut And Placed It In Her Waiting Hand. "i'm Done.