You’re Killing Me Here, Sage!”

Was Deirdre Right About Me Purposely Wanting Relationships That Were Impossible?

Staring Into The Mirror, I Was Surprised To See A Haunted Look In My Brown Eyes. There Was Pain There, Pain And Loss That Even The Nicest Dress And Makeup Couldn't Hide.

Are We Going To New Orleans?" "no", She Said, Backing Out Of The Spot. "we're Going To West Virginia." "i Assume By 'west Virginia,' You Actually Mean 'hawaii,'" I Said. "or Some Place Equally Exciting.

She Snuggled Back Under The Blanket With Me, Turned Toward Me So That She Could Rest Her Head On My Chest. “i Hear Your Heart,” She Said. “do You Check Every Once In A While, Just To Make Sure I’m Not Undead?

All The Best, Sydney P.s. "the Red Hurricane" Is What I Named The Car. P.p.s. Just Because I Like You, It Doesn't Mean I Still Don't Think You're An Evil Creature Of The Night. You Are.