I kiss her once more before disintegrating and reappearing in my bedroom. I shower quick before changing, fixing my hair. Once I'm set, I flash back to Jackie's and plop down on the couch.
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
You'd better wise up, Pony... you get tough like me and you don't get hurt. You look out for yourself and nothing can touch you, man. — Dallas Winston, The Outsiders