People Are Like That, Judging You Before

The Reward Is In The Risk. You Can’t Stay Hidden Inside Grandpa’s Overprotective Cloak Forever. You’ve Seemed Like You Needed To Grow Out Of That For A While. Mom And Dad Going Away, And The Red Notebook, These Things Just Helped. Now It’s Up To You To

I Deciced If I Were Ever To Get Into Booze And Women, My Line Would Be, 'excuse Me, Madam, But I Would Really Love To Bed And Muss You. . . . Are You Perchance Free This Evening?

Better To End This Dream Before It Becomes A Nightmare.

We All Just Took The Bookstore At Its Word, Because If You Couldn't Trust A Bookstore, What Could You Trust?

But I Know The Difference. Everyone Else Is A Ghost. I Exist Here Alone, Stranded By Choice. Deserted.