pHe stubbed his cigarette out against the hard brick wall. He held it there, lightly smoldering, until it left a mark./p
pGot to leave your mark on the world somehow. /p
pViolence was out; mayhem was out. Sodding chip somehow managed to take care of the fun stuff. A good, old-fashioned massacre was out of the question. /p
pAnd her. He wouldn't do it because of her. /p
pLove? Love didn't leave a mark on the world. /p
pLove was something that caused your insides to cave in, that caused you to vomit until your drunken joviality was drowned out by the stench of rotted beef and blinding rage before you'd even made your way into hangover territory. /p
pLove was what got you rejected. /p
pCigarettes were pretty much his only pleasure in life. /p
pHe lit another cigarette. /p
pIt was barely nine o'clock. /p
pIt was already a long night. /p
pGot to leave your mark on the world somehow. /p
pViolence was out; mayhem was out. Sodding chip somehow managed to take care of the fun stuff. A good, old-fashioned massacre was out of the question. /p
pAnd her. He wouldn't do it because of her. /p
pLove? Love didn't leave a mark on the world. /p
pLove was something that caused your insides to cave in, that caused you to vomit until your drunken joviality was drowned out by the stench of rotted beef and blinding rage before you'd even made your way into hangover territory. /p
pLove was what got you rejected. /p
pCigarettes were pretty much his only pleasure in life. /p
pHe lit another cigarette. /p
pIt was barely nine o'clock. /p
pIt was already a long night. /p