People Are Always Separable.

I'm Always Standing On The Edge Of Something Bad.

Why Do We Even Bother? Why Do We Make Ourselves So Open To Such Easy Damage? Is It All Loneliness? Is It All Fear? Or Is It Just To Experience Those Narcotic Moments Of Belonging With Someone Else?

I've Always Known I Was Gay, But It Wasn't Confirmed Until I Was In Kindergarten. It Was My Teacher Who Said So. It Was Right There On My Kindergarten Report Card: Paul Is Definitely Gay And Has Very Good Sense Of Self.

Yesterday Is Another World. I Want To Go Back There.

Beauty Comes Naturally, But It's Hard To Be Stunning By Accident.