Bite Me, Harry Potter.

[...] Even In The Cruelest Human Being There Can Exist A Flower Of Good. Maybe Just The Tiniest Blossom, In Need Of Water And Sunlight, But A Flower Just The Same.

Lilly Says I Have An Overactive Imagination And A Pathological Need To Invent Drama In My Life.

Maybe You Just Saw What You Wanted To See. Or Maybe You Justfelt What You Wanted To Feel.

And I'm Sure Than In Poland, Or Somewhere, It Is Considered Cool To Drive A Porsche And Wear Necklaces And Black Silk, But At Least Back In Brooklyn If You Did Those Things You Were Either A Drug Dealer Or From New Jersey.

She'd Realize Steve Was Her Soul Mate And That She Would Never Love Anyone As Much As She Loved Him.