I suck it up and stand, knowing I had to do that. I head to the sink and wash it out, the blood practically making me faint. I fall and bring a hand to my forehead, crying.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I sense her emotions and head back, slipping my jacket and shoes off but finding her still in the bathroom. Worried, I sit on the bed and cross my arms.
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
Space: the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise. Its five-year mission: to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before. — Captain James T. Kirk
