I'm Running On Hate. When The Energy

The Cat That Prim Got Hates Me, I Think Partly Because I Tried To Drown It.

It'd Be Better If He Were Easier To Hate.

Don't Want That, Do They?” She Throws Back Her Head And Shouts, “whole Country In Rebellion? Wouldn't Want Anything Like That!

I Drink In His Wholeness, The Soudness Of His Body And Mind. It Runs Through Me Like The Morphling They Give Me In The Hospital, Dulling The Pain Of The Last Weeks.

Don't Let Him Take You From Me.