Death Cures All Ills. Well, Most Of

I Sipped My Own Coffee, Heavy On The Sugar And Cream, Trying To Make Up For The Late Work The Night Before. Caffeine And Sugar, The Two Basic Food Groups.

That Kiss Was Really Nice You Know Before You...bit Me, But It Was Still Nice.

There Comes A Point When You Just Love Someone. Not Because They're Good, Or Bad, Or Anything Really. You Just Love Them. It Doesn't Mean You'll Be Together Forever. It Doesn't Mean You Won't Hurt Each Other. It Just Mean You Love Them. Sometimes In Spite Of Who They Are, And Sometimes Because Of Who They Are. And You Know That They Love You, Sometimes Because Of Who You Are, And Sometimes In Spite Of It.

He Laughed, And It Raised Goose-bumps On My Arms. "oh,ma Petite ,ma Petite , You Are Precious." Just What I Wanted To Hear. "so How Are You Getting Here?" "my Private Jet." Of Course, He Had A Private Jet. "when Can You Be Here?" "i Will Be There As Soon As I Can, My Impatient Flower." "i Prefer Ma Petite To Flower.

Sometimes The Greatest Wounds Are The Ones We Try The Hardest Not To Inflict.