I'm Really Not Good With Impulse Control.

I Look Him In The Eye. "i Will Always Love You.

Sydney, This Is The Kind Of Shirt That Says, ‘you’re Never Getting In Here.

Are You Sleepwalking?' A Voice Asked Behind Me. "i Was Testing Dorm Security," I Said. "it Sucks.

You…you Got Rid Of That Dress Fast," I Pointed Out Between Heavy Breaths. "i Thought You Liked It." "i Do Like It," He Said. His Breathing Was As Heavy As Mine. "i Love It." And Then He Took Me To The Bed.

I've Given Up On You...love Fades. Mine Has.