Maybe You're Graduating From Fireballs To Lightning

I Want You To Break The Spell. Finish It Off.” "what Do You Mean?” "the Spell You Did On Me And Dimitri.” "that Spell Is Done. It Burned Itself Out.” I Shook My Head. "no. I Keep Thinking About Him. I Keep Wanting To…” He Smiled Knowingly When I Didn't Finish. "my Dear, That Was Already There, Long Before I Set That Up.

You've Always Been My Equal, Roza.

I Can't Believe You've Been Here All Day And Didn't Come Visit. ", Tatiana Said. "aw, I Figured You Had More Important Things To Do Than See Me, " Adrian Told Her. "besides, I Quit Smoking, So Now We Won't Be Able To Go Sneak Cigarettes Out Behind The Throne Room Together. " "adrian!" Chastised Nathan, Turning Bright Red. It Occurred To Me Then That I Could Have Based A Drinking Game Around How Many Times He Exclaimed His Son's Name Disapprovingly.

I Didn’t Get Her Cutting At All. She’d Done It Sporadically, Ever Since The Accident And It Scared Me Each Time. She'd Try To Explain It To Me, How She Didn't Want To Die—she Just Needed To Get It Out Somehow. She Felt So Much Emotionally, She Would Say, That A Physical Outlet—physical Pain—was The Only Way To Make The Internal Pain Go Away. It Was The Only Way She Could Control It.

I Was So Tired Of Being Told Reasonable, Practical Things Whenever Something Went Wrong With My Life.