I Always Liked Routine. I Suppose I

Scared Isn't A Good Excuse. Scared Is The Excuse Everyone Has Always Used.

We'd Failed, Maybe, But Some Mysteries Aren't Meant To Be Solved.

Poetry Is Just So Emo." He Said. "oh, The Pain. The Pain. It Always Rains. In My Soul.

Did I Help You Toward A Fate You Didn't Want, Alaska, Or Did I Just Assist In Your Willful Self-destruction?

Thomas Edison's Last Words Were 'it's Very Beautiful Over There'. I Don't Know Where There Is, But I Believe It's Somewhere, And I Hope It's Beautiful.