why does it hurt? why does it make you feel sick? why does it make you so confused you can't think straight? why does it give you some of your happiest but some of your hardest moments? how can it make you so strong one minute but break you the next? if love is so wonderful why isn't it always good? xXx
<passes oil and feather duster with eyes still covered>
At least don't make any noise while you're being grilled... I'm still in the room and my innocent little ears might not be able to tolerate the language ;0)