He laughs, sucking his lip ring into his mouth. "I promise I'll go easy on you." A naughty feeling dances inside me. "What if I don't want you to go easy on me?

I look into his eyes, no longer afraid what's in them, but afriad I'll lose what they carry.

I can handle scars, especially ones that are on the outside." I understand his meaning from the depths of my heart.

I'll always be with you, inside and out," she reads. "Through hard times and helpless ones, through love, through doubt.

I often wonder what drives people to do things. Whether it's put into their minds at birth, or if it is learned as they grow. Maybe it's even forced upon them by circumstances that are out of their hands. Does anyone have control over their lives or are we all helpless?

It’s a moment I’ll remember forever, because it belongs to me.

I swear love is the most powerful emotion thats ever existed. It owns people, devours them, tears them open and bleeds them out from the inside, making them defenseless to everything. Hate is the same way. Hate takes your levelheadedness and even your sanity away from you.