My thirst grows and little lines grow beneath my eyes, telling myself that kissing her just makes me hungry. I pull back and look away, trying to control myself.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
May you never steal, lie, or cheat. But if you must steal, then steal away my sorrows. And if you must lie, then lie with me all the nights of your life. And if you must cheat, then please, cheat death. — An Unknown Bride, Leap Year