I Clung To That Spark

About Time," Christian Said. "lissa And Adrian Get The Market Share On Worrying About You, But They're Not The Only Ones. And Someone Needs To Put Adrian In His Place, You Know. I Can't Do It All The Time." "thanks. It Kills Me To Say This, But I Missed You Too. No One's Sarcasm Compares To Yours In Russia.

You Said You Were A Victim. That's Why...that's Why Ultimately, You And I Aren't Matched For Each Other. In Spite Of Everything That's Happened, I've Never Though Of Myself That Way. Being A Victim Means You're Powerless. That You Won't Take Action. Always...always I've Done Something To Fight For Myself...for Others. No Matter What.

For Once, You're Going To Hear Something That Doesn't Fit Into Your Neat, Compartmentalized World Of Order And Logic And Reason.

Dreams, Dreams. I Walk Them; I Live Them. I Delude Myself With Them. It's A Wonder I Can Spot Reality Anymore.

Under Normal Circumstances, You Inviting Me To The Bedroom Would Be The Highlight Of My Day.