You Dont Know How Hard

It's The Strange World.' 'the Strangest.

There S A Difference Between Being In Love And Being In Love With The Idea Of Love.

I Took His Hand, And Suddely He Yanked Me―too Roughly―right Off The Bed So That I Thudded Against His Chest. "just In Case," He Muttered Against My Hair, Crushing Me In A Bear Hug That About To Broke My Ribs. "can't―breathe!" I Gasped.

Death Is Peaceful, Life Is Harder

Her Scent Blazed In My Throat And I Was Glad. It Was A Pain That Meant She Was Alive. As Long As I Burned, She Was Safe.