One Has To Adopt A Sort Of

The Children Of This World And The Adults Of This World Are In Entirely Separate Boats And Only Drift Near Each Other When We Need A Ride From Someone Or When Someone Needs Us To Wash Our Hands.

I Don't Know If You've Ever Noticed This, But First Impressions Are Often Entirely Wrong.

I Have A Dream Of What Would Have Happened If What Happened Instead Hadn't.

...there's Not Enough Ink And Paper To Say All I Wanted.

I Opened My Mouth And Kissed You Then, The First Time All Night, Attacked You And Surrendered Completely, And Let’s Get Out Of Here. I’m Ready, I’m Finished, Let’s Not Break Up, No, No. Take Me Home, My Boyfriend, My Love.