You Still Owe Me A Yellow Porsche.

Are You Still Faint From The Run? Or Was It My Kissing Expertise?

Once People Start Throwing Wet Stuff, I Go Inside.

Yeah, It's An Off Day When I Don't Get Somebody Telling Me How Edible I Smell." - Bella Swan.

My Life And His Were Twisted Into A Single Strand. Cut One, And You Cut Both. If He Were Gone, I Would Not Be Able To Live Through That. If I Were Gone, He Wouldn't Live Through It, Either.

I Bit A Pillow. Or Two.