I so wanted out of this conversation, but it was like a car accident: Once you started spinning, you could only wait and see what you hit.

If I let you get killed, the other body guards will make fun of me.

No name-calling truly bites deep unless, in some dark part of us, we believe it. If we are confident enough then it is just noise.

I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle.

If you can't impress yourself, then no one else really matters.

In real life I do violence, but for psychic stuff I do other things better.

You are an abomination before God. Jesus loves you too, I said smiling.