Edward Smiled, I Smiled, Even Bernardo Smiled.

Would You Truly Sleep With Strangers?" "i Don't Know, I Haven't Met The Strangers Yet.

Maybe You’re Not Willing To Give Up A Lover Who’s Colder Than You Are.

Because Everything Worth Having Hurts.

What Is Love? Sometimes It's Just Letting Yourself Be Who And What You Are, And Letting The Person You're Supposed To Love Be Who And What He Is Too. Or Maybe What And Who They Are.

Most Hatred Is Based On Fear, One Way Or Another. Yeah. I Wrapped Myself In Anger, With A Dash Of Hate, And At The Bottom Of It All Was An Icy Center Of Pure Terror.