We Only Have So Long To Play

Memories Fall Apart Too.

I Always Liked Routine. I Suppose I Never Found Boredom Very Boring. I Doubted I Could Explain It To Someone Like Margo But Drawing Circles Through Life Struck Me As A Kind Of Reasonable Insanity.

Witness Also That When We Talk About Literature, We Do So In The Present Tense. When We Speak Of The Dead, We Are Not So Kind.

I Don't Know How I Look, But I Know How I Feel: Young. Goofy. Infinite.

The Marks Humans Leave Are Too Often Scars.