Don't call me crazy.I'm a survivor. I do what I have to do to survive.

I believe that everyone has it in them to kill another person. In desperation, or hatred, or at least to defend themselves.

their relationship was built on friendship, and in matters of friendship he was boundlessly loyal. It was a relationship that would survive the harshest test.

But she wished she had had the guts to go up to him and say hello. Or possibly break his legs, she wasn't sure which.

Only a woman who had killed a man in battle was allowed to give up her virginity.

Dear Government... I'm going to have a serious talk with you if I ever find anyone to talk to.

Then she made up her mind.It was absurd to pretend that he did not exist.It no longer hurt her to see him. She opened the door wide and let him into her life again.