We Need To Stop Fighting

I Feel Like An Outsider, And I Always Will Feel Like One. I've Always Felt That I Wasn't A Member Of Any Particular Group.

You Make Me Miserable. You Really Do, I Want You To Know That. Much As I Love You, Much As I Need You, Much As I Can't Exist Without You, You Make Me Miserable.

Evil Is A Point Of View.

I Love You Still, That's The Torment Of It. Lestat I Never Loved. But You! The Measure Of My Hatred Is That Love. They Are The Same! Do You Know Now How Much I Hate You!

Words. Borne On The Ever Swelling Current Of Hatred, Like Flowers Opening In The Current, Petals Peeling Back, Then Falling Apart.