I nod and take her in my arms, wrapping my fingers around the stake to remove it as I set her face in my neck, "At the count of three, bite me, okay? It'll be over soon."
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
All truly wise thoughts have been thought already thousands of times; but to make them truly ours, we must think them over again honestly, till they take root in our personal experience. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe