We kissed for about the thousandth time, No promises, no demands, Just solid rebuilding of shattered trust.

Imperfections create character.

And at some point I would like to talk my publisher into doing an anthology of my poetry alongside some teen readers poetry. It would be fun, and really wonderful to get their stuff out there.

Evil is not intrinsic. It's fashioned.

Or might the soul clone itself, create a perfect imitation of something yet to be defined? In this way, can a reflection be altered?

The monster likes to talk; he jumps into your head and opens your mouth, making it spout your deepest darkest deceptions. Making you say all the things you'd rather not say, at least not in mixed company." (Ellen Hopkins)

Yeah, I know getting high isn't so smart. Ask me if I care.