“I’ve always known there was something a little off about me. I mean, who stalks a person until they’re forced to either call the police or accept you as their best friend? This girl. Who hands her soul over to the devil for a guy she’s known all of twenty-four hours? This girl. And who finds herself once again trapped in hell, separated from the guy she’s fallen in love with? This girl. But worst of all, who is battling feelings of desire that she knows cannot be real? You guessed it folks. Life seriously sucks bouncy, rubber objects sometimes. Oh, and in case you"re wondering, yes, I’m trying to give up cursing again. Most people here have come for reasons other than the lord of the underworld wanting to get into their knickers. If I behave better than them, perhaps I won’t be tempted by
