Book: The aggressor

To love does not mean to abandon, but to protect.

There are wounds that never heal. They whine in inclement weather and when your mood or to hell, Recalling the past.

How can you forget the person who hurt you.

When you let go of the past will come the future.

I don't care if you're alive or dead.
I hate myself for it, but I have to admit - I was not indifferent whether he was alive or dead. Every day I was wounded his reluctance to be around me.

- I know, I should thank Jared for what he delivered me from such problems. From friends who can't be trusted; from the guys that can only annoy. Why are you siding with him?

Tonight I took the gun to his bedroom, not sure what you were trying to defend themselves. Even this damn thing will not save my dreams from his brown eyes.