We All Need Mantras, I Guess -

Everything I See And Touch Reminds Me Of Him, And So Everything I See And Touch Is Perfect.

Sometimes I Think Maybe They Were Right All Along, The People On The Other Side In Zombieland. Maybe It Would Be Better If We Didn't Love. If We Didn't Lose Either. If We Didn't Get Our Hearts Stomped On, Shattered: If We Didn't Have To Patch And Repatch Until We're Like Frankenstein Monsters, All Sewn Together And Bound Up By Who Knows What. If We Could Just Float Along, Like Snow. But How Could Anyone Who's Ever Seen A Summer - Big Explosions Of Green And Skies Lit Up Electric With Splashy Sunsets, A Riot Of Flowers And Wind That Smells Like Honey - Pick The Snow?

I Was Glad When The Invalids Were Executed

Love: A Single Word, A Wispy Thing, A Word No Bigger Or Longer Than An Edge.

I Didn’t Know It Would Be Like This,” He Says In A Whisper. And Then: “i’m Scared.