See, this was his kind of decorating. An active mind don't need distractions in its physical environment. It needed a collection of outstanding books and a good lamp. Maybe some cheese and crackers
See, this was his kind of decorating. An active mind don't need distractions in its physical environment. It needed a collection of outstanding books and a good lamp. Maybe some cheese and crackers
Terrific. A bisexual dominant vampire with kidnapping expertise.
Written on the mirror, revealed by the steam, were the words, I love you, Jane.
A book unopened alters not the ink on its pages. What is there is there.
After all, tragedy didn't discriminate, so everyone was subject to the same whims of fate.
Do not kill him. That shit would totally bum Jane out.
Falling into ruin was a bit like falling in love: Both descents stripped you bare and left you as you were at your core. And both endings are equally painful.
Her bra was cotton and white and, bless its little frickin? heart, had a front clasp.
I believe there's a hand that guides us. It just isn't always a gentle one. Or one that seems fair at the time. But I dunno, I try to trust in it now. When I freak, I just try to... shit, I guess trust in it. Because at the end of the day, what else can you do? Choice only gets you so far. Reasoning and planning too. The rest... it's up to someone else. Where we end up, who we know, what happens to the people we love... we don't have a lot of control over any of it.
If you eliminate all possible explanations, then the impossible is the answer.
If you're going to insist on being reasonable, I'm going to stop hanging with you.
I'm slightly distracted with how this happy little vacation on the good ship Holy Shit is going to pan out for me.
Man, it was a good thing vampires didn't get cancer. Lately he'd been chain-smoking like a felon.
Oh. Good. The idea that you might only cripple the guy makes me feel a fuck of a lot better about leaving you here.
Praying's not going to help. Too late for that, Jane...I gave you a chance to have it on your terms. Now we'll do this on mine
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