Something stirred beneath my skin, some being inside I'd only suspected existed, demon or angel, I couldn't say.

Don't bother Me with promises. Vows are cheaply manufactured, come with no guarantees. Don't bother to say you love me. The word is indefinable. Joy to some, heartbreak to others, depending on circumstance. There is evidence that the emotion can make a person live longer, evidence it can kill you early. I think it's akin to a deadly disease. Or at least some exotic fever. Catch it, and you'd better, quick, swallow some medication to use as a weapon against the fire ravaging body and soul.

When all else fails, dream bigger.

Everyone's afraid of everybody else...maybe because we're all afraid of ourselves.

You deserve good things, and I want to be one of them.

Real love finds you once, if you're lucky.

Was the fun in the fall?