Survivors Lived With Their Mistakes.

Necessity Is Often The Mother Of Balls

Nothing Worthwhile Is Ever Without Complications.

He Wanted To Be A Poet,' Someone Else Put In While Maggie Hugged Tim And Patted His Back. 'said He'd Only Lacked The Words To Be One.

I Was Having The Surreal Experience Of Having Myself Show Myself Around My Office And Bullpen.” “oh! My Desk. I Could’ve Sat At My Desk. I Could’ve Sat At Your Desk.” “no.” “it’s A Vid Set.” “even Then, No.

Phillip Look Into Ray's Eyes. He Saw Compassion And Hope. And He Saw Himself Mirrored Back, Bleeding In A Dirty Gutter On A Street Where Life Was Worth Less Than A Dime Bag. Sick, Tired, Petrified, Phillip Dropped His Head Into His Hands. "what's The Point?" "you're The Point, Son." Ray Ran His Hand Over Phillip's Hair. "you're The Point.