I look around at all the candles and, though romantic, can't help but think of them as ironic. Fire. A vampire's worst nightmare. And we chose to light the cabin with it...
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
I nod and swallow, my wound healing. I sigh, "S'not so bad. S'not like the house is gonna burn down. We just have to stay away from them. S'still romantic."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Teach a man to fish, he eats for a day. Don't teach a man to fish, you eat for a day. He's a grown man. Fishing's not that hard. — Ron Swanson (Parks and Rec)