Sometimes It Was So Easy To Forget

We Should Have Been Wiser; We Should Have Died Yesterday.

I Don't See How That Is Any Of Your Business." Stupid, Shiny Volvo Owner.

"what Are You Thinking?" He Asked Curiously. I Looked Up Into His Deep Gold Eyes, Became Befuddled, And, As Usual, Blurted Out The Truth. "i'm Trying To Figure Out What You Are."

They Call Her My Singer—because Her Blood Sings For Me.

Yes, You Are Exactly My Brand Of Heroin.