They defy gravity, as good books should.

The way you're singing in your sleep The way you look before you leap The strange illusions that you keep You don't know But I'm noticing The way your touch turns into arcs The way you slide into the dark The beating of my open heart You don't know But I'm noticing

And maybe it is only by finding yourself that you can feel the true intensity of becoming close to another person.

Its a fine line between love and stalking.

Pink is female - but why? Are girls any more pink than boys? Are boys any more blue than girls? It's something that has been sold to us, mostly so other things can be sold to us.

i wish i were someone else, even though i know i'll never, ever be able to get away from what i've done and what's been done to me.

That's the problem with having a moral code. We want to destroy the jerkish part of the jerks, but we want to save the human being underneath.