See, this is odd...sometimes...I think that B, you, and I complement each other...you write the optimistic poetry, and the stuff to uplift the heart...I write the negative things, the pessimism, and the depression...and Brandon is almost like a behind-the-scenes camera. (I submit Random Thoughts as evidence.) It's amazing.Oh...I almost forgot (and here I am hoping the HTML works...)Sunken ship, slipped lipsturn into a vice gripon a broken heartand you know that it's time that you end thisUnending stress, reject thisTrue love, unfailing bliss?Or is it just one more signThat you ain't that defenseless...

I do believe that's number 25...