Life Is Not A Plot; It's In

You Always Knew After Shitty Things Happened, Who Your Friends Really Were.

When We're Awake, We See What We Need To See. When We're Asleep, We See What Is Really There.

Isn't It Amazing How, When You Strip Away Everything, People Are So Much Alike?

Somewhere Along The Line, Organized Religion Stopped Being About Faith, And Started Being About Who Had The Power To Keep The Faith. You Said That The Purpose Of Religion Was To Bring People Together. But Does It, Really? Or Does It-knowingly, Purposefully, And Intentionally--break Them Apart?

If You Didn't Remember Something Happening, Was It Because It Never Had Happened? Or Because You Wished It Hadn't?