Next Time You Want To Hit Me

Mostly I Dream About Being With You Forever.

Sometimes Ideas Feel Like They Were Already There, And That You're Just Discovering Them.

What Is A Valid Reason For Someone To Love Someone Else? Since Apparently I’m Doing It Wrong.

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.

Well, I'm So Sorry That I Can't Be The Right Kind Of Monster For You, Bella.