I Think I'll Stay Alive Here A

He Was Silent For Thirty Seconds, Maybe A Minute. I Uncrossed My Legs Under The Table And Wondered If This Was The Right Moment To Leave. It Was As If My Whole Life Revolved Around Trying To Judge The Right Point In A Conversation To Say Goodbye.

I Hate Requests. They Make Me Feel Unhappy. It's Like When I Take A Book Out Of The Library. As Soon As I Start To Read It, All I Can Think About Is When I'll Finish It.

I Don’t Know What It Means To Live.

There Are Ways Of Dying That Don't End In Funerals. Types Of Death You Can't Smell.

If You Remember Me, Then I Don't Care If Everyone Else Forgets.