The only consent hinge in life is that everyhin is changing. And that's a little scary, but it means that hints can't be bad or hard forever.

And I'm stuck in it with no way out. I love you, and I can't stop, and you don't even care!

Right then, it didn't matter what his reasons were. All I knew that I was sick of him breaking my heart.

If im lucky, i will never have to see you again. Because if i do, that means we are at war, and id have to hurt you

I look at you because I can't look away.

Who was that?” I whispered, as if the walls could hear me. They were lined with pictures, a few of which I recognized as being painted by master painters. “Rhys.” “Yeah, I know but… is he my brother?” I asked. I had already decided that he was foxy, so I really hoped that he wasn‟t.

It smelled pretty rank, but I was getting used to the smell of death, as much as anyone could get used to it.