Up To This Point Your Life Has

I Got You A Present." "did You?" "it's A Book Of Poetry--romancy Stuff. I Thought, 'how Schmaltzy Is That,' So It Seemed Like The Thing. Then I Screwed Up And Left It In My Desk At Work

The Man That Put That Hurt Look In Your Eyes, Could Be Worth Everything, Or Nothing At All.

Once She'd Been A Victim- Helpless, Used, And Broken. Now, She Was A Warrior.

She Doesn’t Like You, Mcnab. “i Knoooow. I Find That Really Attractive In A Woman.

Pretending The Past Doesn't Exist Is As Bad As Living In It.