Bubble bullets of love, he said.  Odd thing to say, but I knew what he meant.  Like some kind of crazy anti-emo thing, only, I don't know, friendly.  I just looked and tried to smile, not sure if I could fake it anymore....

Some people lock themselves in cages, afraid to venture forth from the safety of their homes.  Their own private Hell.  I carry mine with me...I'm a modern man on the go, I'm wireless and mobile, so I carry my Hell with me.  I'm locked inside my own mobile cage....

She felt a sudden twist.  A wrenching of her world, as the consequences of her actions settled in on her.  But she didn't care, she knew she was right.  Still, that nagging feeling that she'd overlooked something, a drip, drip, drip in her heart...