"so hes with me to is that ok?"

You can kill anything really.

Spiders.
Fish.
Car engines.
Dreams.

I broke my foot once. That's like killing the bones, right? Or killing the space that held the bones. Killing the bonds?
Chemistry probably has a lot of killing too
"No Peter matter is always conserved. It can't just disappear into thin air." Thanks Wentz. I'll fix my theories.

When it comes down to it you can kill anything.


deer
confidence
Zits
Hopes. (Ask my ex about that one)
paper (fire)
fire
water (heat)

Rock Paper scissors is a vicious cycle of things fighting to live and living to kill.

You can kill anything really. So why did you pick me?

"nah i didn't want to go to pg!"

It's midnight on Valentines and I'm driving my gas tank dry.

I can't stand the thought of going home without you in my life, tonight. I called to say I love you  and I hung up before the consequences. In a way I think that makes me a coward, but I also think it makes me courage. You never called back, so I drove into the horizon, hoping you would.

"I Love You, Don't say anything, I just had to tell you so I could fall asleep tonight." Therapeutic almost. I'll admit I had teary eyes. Maybe I'm a hopeless romantic, maybe I don't know a thing about where I should have gone to buy you flowers and what reservations would sweep you off your feet, but I know a good thing when I've lost it. I know the center pieces to every puzzle of me.

The phone call went 'so well' that I gave up throwing pebbles at your window. I think your parents have caught us sneaking out enough to know it's a bad idea.

But if it would win you back I wouldn't run away from the consequences.