Driving At The Speed Limit--hideous Thought.

We Should Have Been Wiser; We Should Have Died Yesterday.

I Like The Night. Without The Dark, We'd Never See The Stars.

Like We Were Connected, The Echo Of His Pain Twisted Inside Inside Me. His Pain, My Pain.

You Aren't Exactly The Best Judge Of What Is Or Isn't Dangerous.

The Boy In The Pearl Gray Suit Could Have Been Jane's Twin. His Hair Was Darker, And His Lips Were Not As Full, But He Was Just As Lovely.