It Makes Me . .

Age Is Just A Number Baby, What Are You Now? 40?

I Was Thinking, While I Was Running..." He Paused. "about Not Hitting The Trees, I Hope.

Darkness Is So Predictable.

Enjoying The Bouquet While Resisting The Wine." -edward

I Thought You Were Supposed To Be Pretending I Don’t Exist, Not Irritating Me To Death.