It Was Almost Enough To Make Me

Now I Know What It Is Like To Feel Like A Total Idiot.

...my Conscience Has The Same Hard Reality As A Unicorn.

It Happens; Incompetence Is Rewarded More Often Than Not.

I Was Never More Alive Than When The Dark Passenger Was Driving.

And So As Much As I Can, I Care About Her, Dear Deborah. It's Probably Not Love, But I Would Rather She Were Happy.