Darkness Is So Predictable.

I'm Trying To Keep"― He Huffed, Shifting His Weight As The Treetop Bounced Him―"my Promise!" I Blinked My Wet Blurry Eyes, Suddenly Sure That I Was Dreaming. "when Did You Ever Promise To Kill Yourself Falling Out Of Charlie's Tree?

Whoa, Whoa! Hold Up, There, Kid. She Lives In Forks, Remember? So She Gets Rained On.

He Put His Cold Hands On Either Side Of My Face And Fixed His Golden Eyes On Mine. "would You Please Tell Me What You're Thinking? Before I Go Mad?

What Is A Valid Reason For Someone To Love Someone Else? Since Apparently I’m Doing It Wrong.

Darkness Is So Predictable.