The Truth Is Scary, But Knowing Nothing

Thinking. A Process By Which I Use My Brain To Make A Rational Decision.

When It Comes To Reflexes, I'm Like A Cat. I'm Catwoman. I'm Invulnerable. The Only Reason He Got A Piece Of Me Is Because Of The Rain. Cats Don't Like Water. It Impairs Us. It's Our Kryptonite.

I Couldn't Stand Here, Hanging On, When The Very Thing I Held Disappeared More With Each Passing Day.

Patch’s Eyes Were Black Orbs. Taking In Everything And Giving Away Nothing.

I Needed Him Like I'd Never Needed Anyone.