Yesterday Was A Closed Book, Tomorrow, However,

She Wanted To Be Irresponsible, She Wanted To Be Looked After, To Be Told That She Didn't Have To Worry About A Thing And That Someone Else Would Take Care Of Everything. How Easy Life Would Be Without Having Grown-up Problems To Worry About. And Then She Could Grow Up All Over Again.

She Would Make Facial Expressions As Though She Were Having Conversations With People In Her Head.they Seemed To Turn Into Debates More Often Than Not,judging By The Activity On Her Forehead...it Was Almost The Conversations In Her Head Were Loud Enough To Fill Her Silence.

Alex: Rosie, I Wanted You To Be The First Person To No That I’ve Decided To Become A Heart Surgeon! Rosie: Cool, Does It Pay Well? Alex: Rosie, It’s Not About The Money. Rosie: Where I Come From, It’s All About The Money. Probably Because I Don’t Have Any.

When Something Tragic Has Happened, You'll Find That You, The Tragicee, Become The Person That Has To Make Everything Comfortable For Everyone Else.... As A Tragicee And Future Divorcee, You'll Also Find That People Will Question You On The Biggest Decisions You've Ever Made In Your Life As Though You Hadn't Thought About Them At All Before – As Though, Through Their Twenty Questions And Dubious Faces, They're Going To Shine Light On Something That You Missed The Hundredth Time Around During Your Darkest Hours.

Oh, That Fighting For Peace Is Like Screwing For Virginity.