Life Is Fleeting. It Is To Be

You Decide Whether You Look At Your Reality Or Live Pretending These Feelings Don't Exist.

The Sense Of Loss Is Such A Tricky One, Because We Always Feel Like Our Worth Is Tied Up Into Stuff That We Have, Not That Our Worth Can Grow With Things We Are Willing To Lose.

I'm Too Young For A Man, But I'm Too Old For A Boy. So, Can't We Just Pretend, That I'm Older Than I Really Am, But Then, Only Little Girls Pretend.

To Heal The Wound, You Have To Go Into The Dark Night Of The Soul.

Your Apocalypse Was Fab.