Why Can You Believe The Lie, But

Those Who Lived In Peaceful Nations Had Looked The Other Way As Members Of Their Own Species Starved On Their Door Step.

Do You Really Have Any Idea How Important You Are To Me? Any Concept At All Of How Much I Love You?" He Pulled Me Tighter Against His Hard Chest, Tucking My Head Under His Chin. I Pressed My Lips Against His Snow-cold Neck. "i Know How Much I Love You," I Answered. You Compare One Small Tree To The Entire Forest." I Rolled My Eyes, But He Couldn't See. "impossible.

And So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb…" He Murmured. I Looked Away, Hiding My Eyes As I Thrilled To The Word. "what A Stupid Lamb," I Sighed. "what A Sick, Masochistic Lion.

Hate Is A Passionate Emotion.

Silently, I Lifted My Doggy Bowl Off The Floor. Then, With A Quick, Powerful Flip Of My Wrist, I Threw It Into The Back Of Blondie’s Head So Hard That – With An Earsplitting Bang – It Smashed Flat Before It Ricocheted Across The Room And Snapped The Round Top Piece Off The Thick Newel Post At The Foot Of The Stairs.