Sometimes I’m Afraid That I’m

Be Happy That After Living So Many Lives, I Finally Found Something To Die For

For One Half Second, I Wondered What It Would Feel Like To Put My Hand In The Fire. What It Would Feel Like When I Burned.

His Skin Was A Pretty Colour, It Made Me Jealous. Jacob Noticed My Scrutiny. What?" He Asked, Suddenly Self-conscious. "nothing. I Just Hadn't Realised Before. Did You Know, You're Sort Of Beautiful?" Once The Words Slipped Out, I Worried That He Might Take My Implusive Observation The Wrong Way. But Jacob Rolled His Eyes. "you Hit Your Head Pretty Hard, Didn't You?" "i'm Serious." Well, Then, Thanks. Sort Of." I Grinned. "you're Sort Of Welcome.

You Are...well, Not Exactly The Love Of My Life, Because I Expect To Love You For Much Longer Than That. The Love Of My Existence." -bella

Driving At The Speed Limit--hideous Thought.