Its Always Been My Tendency To Lie

We Can’t Always Tell The Whole Story About Ourselves.

What Could Be Lonelier Than Trying To Communicate?

Talk Into My Bullet Hole. Tell Me I'm Fine.

Will You Believe Me When I Tell You There Was Kindness In His Heart? His Left Hand Didn't Know What His Right Hand Was Doing. It Was Only That Certain Important Connections Had Been Burned Through. If I Opened Up Your Head And Ran A Hot Soldering Iron Around In Your Brain, I Might Turn You Into Someone Like That.

Write The Unpublishable.. .and Then Publish It.