Remember Your Personal Demons Should Be Afraid

All I Really Wanted To Do Was Cuddle Back Under The Blankets, Maybe With A Certain Stuffed Toy Penguin I Knew. Yeah, Hiding Sounded Good.

If The Eyes Are The Window To The Soul, Then Edward's In Trouble 'cause No One Is Home.

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What Is It About Her That Is So Goddamned Special?

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