I Don't Know How I Look, But

There Is No Shortage Of Fault To Be Found Amid Our Stars

But That Part Of Us Greater Than The Sum Of Our Parts Cannot Begin And Cannot End, And So It Cannot Fail

All Sorts Of Yayness Floods My Brain. Love Is Such A Drug.

Maybe All The Strings Inside Him Broke.

I Got My Wish, I Suppose. I Left My Scar.