Colder By The Hour, More Dead With

Teenagers Think They Are Invincible

Because You're Only Thinking They-might-not-like-me-they-might-not-like-me, And Guess What? When You Act Like That, No One Likes You.

My Regret Was Immediate And Permanent And Useless.

You Could Hold Me And I Could Hold You. And It Would Be So Peaceful. Completely Peaceful. Like The Feeling Of Sleep, But Awake In It Together.

She Was Not An Adventure, She Was Not A Fine And Precious Thing. She Was A Girl.