You Are Holding A Loaded Gun, You

A Chasm Reminds Us That There Is A Fine Line Between Bravery And Idiocy.

I Want To Break Something, Or Hit Something, But I Am Afraid To Move, So I Start Crying Instead.

We Kiss Again And This Time, It Feels Familiar. I Know Exactly How We Fit Together, His Arm Around My Waist, My Hands On His Chest, The Pressure Of His Lips On Mine. We Have Each Other Memorized.

It's Then That I Realize: Of Course Tris Would Go Into The Weapons Lab Instead Of Caleb. Of Course She Would.

Valuing Knowledge Above All Else Results In A Lust For Power, And That Leads Men Into Dark And Empty Places.