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I'm Supposed To Be A Christian, But Most Days I Don't Feel Like I Can Even Presume To Say That About Myself Any Longer. I Have A Lot Of Mad Left Over. When I Can't Sleep, I Think About The Other People Who Didn't Care How Much Pain And Trouble They Caused Me. And I Think About How Good I'd Feel If They Died.

And By Golly, Love Sure Was A Battlefield. Benatar Was Right About That.

Fiction Just Makes It All More Interesting. Truth Is So Boring.

It's Hard Not To Respond When A Master Of The Art Of Kissing Is Laying One On You.

Though I Was Standing In Front Of A Mirror, I Wasn't Really Seeing My Reflection. I Was Seeing, Very Clearly, That—at The Moment—i Was All In The World That Eric Could Think Of As His Own. I Had Better Not Fail Him.