To Be Of Mixed Blood Is A

I Was The Sort Of Kid Who Spent A Sunday Afternoon Prying Little Trees Out Of The Foundation Of His Parents' House. I Should Have Given In To The Inevitable Truth That This Was The Sort Of Person I Would Become, In The End, But I Kept Fighting It.

If Life's A Joke, Then Suicide's A Bad Punch Line.

The Length Of Sky Is Just About The Size Of My Ignorance. Pure And Wide.

...whom He Had Saved From A Life Of Excessive Freedom

There Will Never Come A Time When I Will Be Able To Resist My Emotions.