To Be Without Love Is

What Test?" Asked Nudge. "max, You're Incorruptible." "only By Power." I Said. "you Haven't Tried Chocolate Yet.

Why, The Little Voice Inside My Head, Of Course. You Mean You Don't Have One? I Did.

Hi, Max," She Said, Pushing Her Shades Up Onto Her Curls. "i Hope Your Wearing Sunscreen," I Said, “your Gonna Have Hella Wrinkles By The Time Your Ten.” “want Some Daiquiri?” She Offered, Pointing At A Blender. “is It Traitor Flavored?” I Asked.

You Know, I Guess I Just Don't Like To Talk A Lot About Sad Things. Now You Know My Flaw. What Good Does It Do To Talk About Sad Things In The Past?

What Are We But Our Stories?