The only place their voices were left was in my head. It was better than being alone but it was so, so lonely.

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I'm getting really tired of bleeding. Someone stop the world, I want to get off.

Oh, dear me." Nathalie sank back down in the chair and examined her Uggs. "The sarcasm could've started dripping off her and stained the floor. "Is it conspiracy, treachery, murder, or open warfare? I'll have to choose my lipstick accordingly.

What you cannot escape, you must fight; what you cannot fight, you must endure.

I thought I'd pay you a visit, my dear. Since you're so interesting." My mouth shifted into high gear, leaving my brain behind. "You know, you're the second guy in a few days to call me that. You should be more creative.

He laughed. The laugh could strip the skin off an elephant in seconds.