You Never Know What You're Going To

Rollover Minutes Don’t Work With Curfews.

You're Mine, Angel, And Don't You Forget It. Your Fights Are My Fights. What If Something Bad Had Happened Today? It Was Bad Enough When I Thought Your Ghost Was Haunting Me; I Don't Think I Can Handle The Real Thing.

Nothing Makes Me Happy Quite Like A Boatload Of Freshly Fried Fast Food, Smothered In Good Old Msg.

The Trouble Was, My Feelings For Patch Weren't Harmless.

I Needed Him Like I'd Never Needed Anyone.