Thank You For Wearing That Dress Which

I Write About Broken People Who Need Other People In Order To Go On. But Those Are The Only Kind Of People I Know To Exist. We Are All Broken.

It's Hard To Believe In Coincidence, But It's Even Harder To Believe In Anything Else.

Maybe She'd Been Scared Of Being Paralyzed By Fear Again.

I Didn't Even Know What The Feeling Was, Really, Just That There Was A Lot Of It.

Funerals...are For The Living.