Nothing Exists But Him.

Love: A Single Word, A Wispy Thing, A Word No Bigger Or Longer Than An Edge. That's What It Is: An Edge; A Razor. It Draws Up Through The Center Of Your Life, Cutting Everything In Two. Before And After. The Rest Of The World Falls Away On Either Side.

So Many Things Become Beautiful When You Really Look.

The Most Dangerous Sicknesses Are Those That Make Us Believe We Are Well

It's Not My Fault I Can't Be Like You, Okay? I Don't Get Up In The Morning Thinking The World Is One Big, Shiny, Happy Place, Okay? That's Just Not How I Work. I Don't Think I Can Be Fixed.

And I Guess That's When It Starts To Hit Me: The Whole Point Is, You Do What You Can.