And how can it be he's so in love with me? To grow up without love, and still have so much inside?

Authors have to write for their characters, for who they are, that's the strength of books. Don't worry about censors. Just write the story you need to tell and the rewards will come.

HAPPY EVER AFTER is a concept I'll never believe in. I would be content to sample some little taste of happiness today, tonight, right now. Though I know without a doubt that tomorrow will come saturated with pain. Life is like that. At least my life. And honestly, I cant think of anyone whose life is any different. The price tag for joy is misery. [...]

Your hurt swallows ine, like space swallows time, and the two intertwine. We tangle together.

Because to tell you the truth, most of the time dying seems pretty much like my only means of escape

Certain of misfire, my heart threatens to stop.

No way to get away. No way to get away. Little change to sneak away... insanity.