Okay, Maybe I'm Not Such A Shitty

I Will Play Out The String. I Will Not Betray Your Trust. I Will Find You.

The Thing About Chameleoning Your Way Through Life Is That It Gets To Where Nothing Is Real.

This Is Unbearable ... God. These Books She'll Never Read. Her Life's Library.

If We'd Put Them In A Vase In The Living Room, They Would Have Been Everyone's Flowers. I Wanted Them To Be My Flowers.

People, I Thought, Wanted Security. They Couldn't Bear The Idea Of Death Being A Big Black Nothing, Couldn't Bear The Thought Of Their Loved Ones Not Existing, And Couldn't Even Imagine Themselves Not Existing. I Finally Decided That People Believed In An Afterlife Because They Couldn't Bear Not To.