I Gave You Life. You’re Wasting It.

Kryptonite Doesn’t Bother Me, Either.

Like Everything In Life, I Just Had To Decide What To Do With What I Was Given.

Bella, There's A Part Of You That Loves Me.

Your Scent Is Like A Drug To Me Like My Own Personal Brand Of Heroin.

Be Honest, How Hideous Do I Look?" He Took Another Step Back And Pursed His Lips. "that Bad, Huh?" I Muttered. No, No Bella. Actually. . ." He Seemed To Be Struggling For The Right Word. "you Look. . .sexy." I Laughed Out Loud. "right." Very Sexy, Really.