I open my eyes and look at her, picking her up in case we have to run to the bathroom, "Just relax. I've got you. Do you want to go in the bathroom just in case?"
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
'They are afraid of nothing,' I grumbled, watching their approach through the window. 'Together, they would brave Satan and all his legions.' — Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights