These Days I Don't Know Who Really

No Matter How Well Prepared You Are In Life, You're Gonna Fall Down A Hole, And If You Can Fix The Frayed Ends Of Things, Then You're Better Off.

There Aren't Many Poster Children For Cool Angst. Everybody Thinks It's Cool If You're The Bad Girl.

There Were Songs I Would Write About Breaking Up With Somebody Before I Broke Up With Them, Months And Months Before I Broke Up With Them.

My Heart Went Cold And Only Hollow Rhythms Resounded From Within, But Then He Rose, Brilliant As The Moon In Full And Sank In The Burrows Of My Keep, And All My Armor, Falling Down, In A Pile At My Feet.

No, I've Never Wanted Kids. But I Do Read About Parenting A Lot.