I’ve Stopped Thinking About It. I Don’t

It Is Not My Fault That My Parents Own The World's Largest Collection Of Black Santas.

Right, Except I'm Not Going To Lie To My Mom, Because What Kind Of (man) Lies To His Own Mother?

This One's For Alaska Young!

I Wanted To Be One Of Those People Who Have Streaks To Maintain, Who Scorch The Ground With Their Intensity. But For Now, At Least I Knew Such People, And They Needed Me, Just Like Comets Need Tails.

I Wanted More Time So We Could Fall In Love.