It’s Kahlua, Sage. Packed With Sugar And

Why Not Wear A Scar Of Motherhood? Better Than A Tattoo Or A Mark Of Honor. Let The World Know What You've Achieved.

Rose Is In Red, But Never In Blue, Sharp As A Thorn, Fights Like One Too.

And Hey, If I Keep Loving You, Maybe You'll Eventually Crack And Love Me Too.

Since...since When?" I Finally Managed To Ask. "since...forever." His Tone Implied The Answer Was Obvious.

This Was The Last Thing I Expected. You Destroy My Life And Then Feed Me Some Inspiratonal Philosophy.