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I Have An Immature, Homer Simpson-like Tendency To Giggle When I Say The Words 'seminal Fluids' In Public.

She Looked Around Herself, Disoriented, Like She’d Forgotten We Were At Lunch. Like She’d Forgotten We Were Even At School-surprised That We Were Not Alone In Some Private Place. I Understood That Feeling Exactly. It Was Hard To Remember The Rest Of The World When I Was With Her.

And I Started To Cry Again, Realizing That It Must Be Changing Him, Too, This Man Who Was Kind Enough To Be A Soul But Strong As Only A Human Could Be.

Don't Take Too Long, Mrs. Cullen

All The Lines That Held Me To My Life Were Sliced Apart In Swift Cuts, Like Clipping The Strings Of A Bunch Of Balloons. Everything That Made Me Who I Was - My Love For The Dead Girl Upstairs, My Love For My Father, My Loyalty To My New Pack, The Love For My Other Brothers, My Hatred For My Enemies, My Home, My Name, My Self - Disconnected From Me In That Second - Snip, Snip, Snip - And Floated Up Into Space.