Trees're Always A Relief, After People.

The Truth Of A Myth...is Not In Its Words But Its Patterns.

I Added 'writers' To My List Of People Not To Trust. They Make Everything Up.

Autumn Is Leaving Its Mellowness Behind For Its Spiky, Rotted Stage. Don't Remember Summer Even Saying Goodbye.

I Still Haven't Quite Got Used To Eating Live Fish.

Me, I Want To Bloody Kick This Moronic Bloody World In The Bloody Teeth Over And Over Till It Bloody Understands That Not Hurting People Is Ten Bloody Thousand Times More Bloody Important Than Being Right.