Every plan is a house of cards.
Keep going' she told herself, 'Don't look back.' But she looked anyways.
Poisonous jealousy thrummed through my veins.
For me the curse is a crutch, but the con is everything.
So I'm scared, because you're not just not human, you're not like anyone....there's nobody like you in all the world and it's you I want. I want you and I hate wanting things and I especially hate admitting I want them.
My head is pounding. I wish the mints were aspirin.