Age Is Just A Number Baby, What

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.

I Made A Concerned Effort To Focus. There Was Something I Needed To Say. The Most Important Thing. I Love You," I Said, But It Sounded Like Singing. My Voice Rang And Shimmered Like A Bell. As I Love You,"he Told Me.

Trust Emmett To Find The Joke In The Destruction Of My Life.

Being Mormon Is A Big Part Of Who I Am, And I Try Very Hard To Live The Right Way, But I Don't Know That I'm An Example. I Hate To Say, 'yes, Look At Me. I'm A Good Example Of Being Mormon.' I Want To Be The Best Person I Can Be, So In That Aspect, Maybe I'm A Good Example.

Even More, I Had Never Meant To Love Him. One Thing I Truly Knew - Knew It In The Pit Of My Stomach, In The Center Of My Bones, Knew It From The Crown Of My Head To The Soles Of My Feet, Knew It Deep In My Empty Chest - Was How Love Gave Someone The Power To Break You