So Eager For Eternal Damnation.

All The Lines That Held Me To My Life Were Sliced Apart In Swift Cuts, Like Clipping The Strings Of A Bunch Of Balloons. Everything That Made Me Who I Was - My Love For The Dead Girl Upstairs, My Love For My Father, My Loyalty To My New Pack, The Love For My Other Brothers, My Hatred For My Enemies, My Home, My Name, My Self - Disconnected From Me In That Second - Snip, Snip, Snip - And Floated Up Into Space.

Cerulean Left. I Wondered If She Was From Flower Planet. Blue Flowers Were Rare - One Might Take A Name From That.

...the Way A Man Might Hesitate Before He Kissed A Woman, To Gauge Her Reaction, To See How He Would Be Received. Perhaps He Would Hesitate To Prolong The Moment, That Ideal Moment Of Anticipation, Sometimes Better Than Kiss Itself.

Of Course, Die For The Monster Spawn. It Was So Bella.

Trust Emmett To Find The Joke In The Destruction Of My Life.