Tonight The Sky Was Utterly Black. Perhaps

Why Am I Covered In Feathers

I Miss You Already I Don’t Need To Leave. I Can Stay. . . . Mmmm.

When I Was 8, I Was Reading 'gone With The Wind' And 'pride And Prejudice' And All That, Not Knowing It Wasn't My Reading Level.

I Felt Excited To Go To School, And That Scared Me. I Knew It Wasn't The Simulating Learning Environment I Was Anticipating, Or Seeing My New Set Of Friends. If I Was Being Honest With Myself, I Knew I Was Eager To Get To School Because I Would See Edward Culllen. And That Was Very, Very Stupid.

I Belong Wherever I Want To Be.