I was born this way and I'm going to die this way, so teach me to work around it.

She's not the type to swoon for pretty lies.

If I put a crystal goblet in this one's hand, she'd likely smash it and use the shards to cut me.

Fury and fascination wage war in my thoughts.

Just because you couldn't save everyone doesn't mean you didn't save anyone.

I stand and hold her until the music fades and the night grows too cold. But inside I'm warm, and my heart wants to sing.

No one stops me.Then again, I don't ask for permission

I'll take anything over days of silence.

I do not understand how he can speak of my failures as if they are victories.