I flash a smile and stand too, picking up my jacket, "Alright. I'll see you later then. I think I'll stay at the apartment for tonight. Got all my stuff there right now anyway."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. — Sigmund Freud