Time Jumps. It Leaps. It Pours Away

People Need Other People To Feel Things For Them," She Said. "it Gets Lonely To Feel Things All By Yourself.

Love: A Single Word, A Wispy Thing, A Word No Bigger Or Longer Than An Edge.

It Was Unfair That People Could Pretend To Be One Thing When They Were Really Something Else. That They Would Get You On Their Side And Then Do Nothing But Fail, And Fail, And Fail Again. People Should Come With Warnings, Like Cigarette Packs: Involvement Would Kill You Over Time.

This Is The Past: It Drifts, It Gathers. If You Are Not Careful, It Will Bury You.

You Have To Learn That People Are Always Listening.