Hunt Looked Like A Man Who Had

I Thought I Would Spend The Rest Of My Life Searching For Little Reminders Of You.

He Wasn't Mine Anywhere Except In My Heart.

Haven, Don't Ask Me To Define The Boundaries Of Normal. You Know How I Was Raised. My Father Once Struck Strands Of His Own Pubic Hair Onto A Painting And Sold It For A Million Dollars.

The Span Of Three Or Four Minutes Is Pretty Insignificant In The Scheme Of Things. People Lose Hundreds Of Minutes Everyday, Squandering Them On Trivial Things. But Sometimes In Those Fragments Of Time, Something Can Happen You'll Remember The Rest Of Your Life.

I'm Not Running Away From My Fears," I Told Dane. "i'm Running Away From My Relatives.