I'm Possibly A Very Morbid Person But

I Had One Relative Who Passed Away But Fortunately None Others. So My Sort Of Experience Of It Is Quite Limited, Thankfully.

I'm Sure When I Have A Nostalgic, Teary Moment In 10 Years Time, I'll Try To Put The Glasses When I Was 10 On And Cry To Myself In Front Of The Mirror

There Were A Few Years There When I Was Just So Enamored With The Idea Of Living Some Sort Of Famous Person's Lifestyle That Really Isn't Suited To Me.

There Are Two Types Of Poets: People Who Write Poetically About Their Lives, And Poets That Live Poetically And Write About It.

Shyness Displays Itself Differently In Me. I Think It's More An Awkwardness.