I Don't Have Any Leeches On My

Only A Teenage Boy Would Agree To This: Deceiving Both Our Parents While Repairing Dangerous Vehicles Using Money Meant For My College Education. He Didn't See Anything Wrong With That Picture. Jacob Was A Gift From The Gods.

It's Not A Good Feeling--knowing That You Profoundly Deserve The Title Of Monster. It's Better To Be Kind Than To Feel Guilty.

Ew. Someone Put The Dog Out, "rosalie Murmured Wrinkling Her Nose. Have You Herd This One, Psycho? How Do A Blond's Brain Cells Die?" She Didn't Say Anything. Well?" I Asked."do You Know The Punch Line Or Not?" She Looked Pointedly At The Tv And Ignored Me. Has She Heard It?" I Asked Edward. No." He Answered. Awesome. So You'll Enjoy This, Bloodsucker--a Blond's Brain Cells Die Alone.

The Kiss Began Much The Same As Usual--edward Was As Careful As Ever, And My Heart Began To Overreact Like It Always Did. And Then Something Seemed To Change. Suddenly His Lips Became Much More Urgent, His Free Hand Twisted Into My Hair And Held My Face Securely To His. And Though I Was Clearly Beginning To Cross His Cautious Lines, For Once He Didn't Stop Me. His Body Was Cold Through The Thin Quilt, But I Crushed Myself Against Him Eagerly.

What Do I Look Like? The Wizard Of Oz? You Need A Brain? You Need A Heart? Go Ahead, Take Mine. Take Everything I Have.