Have You Ever Wanted To Put On

I Want You To Go Back To Tucson And Bring Me The Bottle Of Tequila I Keep In My Liquor Cabinet. And Don't Scare Tim." Volusian Remained Motionless In That Way Of His. "my Mistress Grows Increasingly Creative In Her Ways To Torment Me." "i Thought You'd Appreciate It." "only In So Much As It Inspires Me To Equally Creative Means To Rip You Apart When I Am Able To Break Free Of These Bonds And Finally Destroy You." "you See? There's A Silver Lining To Everything. Now Hurry Up.

Can We Go Back To The Part About Moroi Girls Hanging Out In La?" Asked Adrian Hopefully. "can You Direct Me To Some Of The…oh, Let’s Say, More Open-minded Ones?

He Sighed And Then Focused His Eyes Right On Me. It Was Like Drowning, Drowning In Seas Of Green. There Was Nothing In The World Except For Those Eyes. "i Want To Kiss You, Rose," He Said Softly. "and I Want You To Want Me Too.

I'd Accepted A While Ago That There Were Too Many Reasons For Me To Even Think About Him Romantically Anymore. Every Once In A While, I Slipped A Little And Kind Of Wished He Would Too. It'd Have Been Nice To Know That He Still Wanted Me, That I Still Drove Him Crazy. Studying Him Now, I Realized He Might Not Ever Slip Because I Didn't Drive Him Crazy Anymore. It Was A Depressing Thought.

I Can Understand Bitchiness In Any Language.