How Could You Do Nothing To Him,

Because You're Here With Me, Jack Said. Any Night That Ends With That Can't Be That Bad

I Was Always Writing. When I Was A Little Kid, Before I Learned How To Write, I Would Tell Stories. But As Soon I As Capable, I Started Writing. I Filled Notebooks And Notebooks Until I Got My First Computer When I Was 11. It Never Really Occurred To Me That I Would Do Anything Else.

Sometimes It Seems To Me That That’s All My Life Has Been, A Series Of Things That I Loved Deeply That I Could Never Have.

I Look At You Because I Can't Look Away.

Right Then, It Didn't Matter What His Reasons Were. All I Knew That I Was Sick Of Him Breaking My Heart.