It's Like Pain, This Pleasure.

Do You Have A Multiple Personality Disorder?

Alice: "no One Will Dare To Call You Plain When I'm Through With You." Bella: "only Because They're Afraid You'll Suck Their Blood.

Could A Dead, Frozen Heart Beat Again? It Felt Like Mine Was About To.

Melanie Still Grieves For Jared," She Stated. I Felt My Head Nod Without Willing The Action. "you Grieve For Him." I Closed My Eyes. "the Dreams Continue?" "every Night," I Mumbled. "tell Me About Then." Her Voice Was Soft, Persuasive. "i Don't Like To Talk About Them." "i Know. Try. It Might Help." "how? How Will It Help To Tell You That I See His Face Every Time I Close My Eyes? That I Wake Up And Cry When He's Not There? That The Memories Are So Strong I Can't Separate Hers From Mine Anymore?

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.