Love Songs Now: Fewer Broken Hearts, More

Deconstruction: Peering Suspiciously At The Text, I Wait For It To Make A Slip And Betray Itself.

Nostalgia Paints A Smile On The Stony Face Of The Past.

In The City, Nudity Means Something; In The Wild, It Just Exists.

Modern Thought Does Not Offer Consolations, But Upsets.

Small Successes Are Still Successes; Great Failures Are Still Failures.