You Don't Always Have To

Ciao," I Say Casually, And Flick My Hair Back. "si. Ciao." I Could So Be Italian. Except I Might Have To Learn A Few More Words.

There's No Luck In Business. There's Only Drive, Determination, And More Drive.

I Know This Is Our Honeymoon. But Just Sometimes, I Wish Luke Was A Girl.

There's Genuine Pain In Eric's Eyes. And I Feel A Stab Of Guilt. But You Can't Stay With People Because Of Guilt.

Maybe My Identity's Been Stolen. Or Maybe I Was Sleep-shopping!