He Killed Them With Their Love.

Let's Face It. No Kid In High School Feels As Though They Fit In.

Just The Act Of Cooking Made Her Feel Better, Because Cooking Was Life.

And The Rain Went Rollin Down The Windowpanes, And The Shadows Wiggled N' Squiggled On Her Check And Forehead Like Black Veins.

It's How We See The World That Keeps The Darkness Beyond At Bay. Keeps It From Pouring Through And Devouring Us. I Think All Of Us Might Know That, Way Down Deep.

If You Intend To Write As Truthfully As You Can, Your Days As A Member Of Polite Society Are Numbered.