I love them all.
(Secretly: Just Bree...

When midnights charm has left my side
I'll return to sane...

One more bottles staring match
Out of conversations catch...

An angel so perfect
Was put through such hell...

A dream was still fresh in my mind
When I sat up to this wondrous find...

The boy of the hour's clad in thigh high dreams
Blushing shades of controversial pink and red...