None Of You Appreciate Me. Why Is

I Tried To Be A Better Person For Her– But It Was To Impress Her, To Get Her To Want Me. But When I’m Around You, I Want To Be Better Because… Well, Because It Feels Right. Because I Want To. You Make Me Want To Become Something Greater Than Myself. I Want To Excel. You Inspire Me In Every Act, Every Word, Every Glance. I Look At You, And You’re Like… Like Light Made Into Flesh. […] You Have No Clue How Beautiful You Are Or How Brightly You Shine.

Did You Hotwire This Car?" I Then Rephrased My Question. "did You Steal This Car?

I Thought Alchemists Avoided Alcohol The Same Way They Do Primary Colors.

What...what Are You Doing?" "i Won't Know," He Said With A Grin. He Took A Step Towards Me. "but I'm Pretty Sure You Were Doing It Too.

So. Are You Guys Here To Convert Me Or Sell Me Siding?