Can we save the live demo for later, please? Bean Sidhe in angst, here.

I don't have you, and without you, it feels like what I do have doesn't matter.

I'd just stepped out of the kiddie pool and into the deep end, with no floaties. And drowning was not an option.

I'm searching for a shred of humanity in that shriveled tangle of arteries you call a heart.

Holy silicone suppository, Batman!” Ethan said, grinning. Dan snorted, Parker coughed to disguise a laugh, and I glared at them all. “What?” My brother shrugged defensively. “That’s what it looks like.

Some things are private. Some things needed to be said, even when the person who needed to hear them couldn’t hear anything. Ever again.

Can we save the live demo for later, please? Bean Sidhe in angst, here.