It’s Just Been My Experience That Some

There Really Is Something Irresistible About A Lost Cause.

So What You're Saying Is, I'm Your Brand Of Heroin?" I Teased, Trying To Lighten The Mood. He Smiled Swiftly, Seeming To Appreciate My Effort. "yes, You Are Exactly My Brand Of Heroin.

The Shadows Didn't Seem As Dark As Usual. Not With My Personal Sun Along.

Ian Squeezed My Hand And Leaned In To Whisper Through All The Hair. His Voice Was So Low That I Was The Only One Who Could Hear. 'i Held You In My Hand, Wanderer. And You Were So Beautiful.

Sometimes I Think You Like Me Better As A Wolf." "sometimes I Do. It Probably Has Something To Do With The Way You Can't Talk.