Answer All The Questions That I'm Too

The Complexity Embedded In The Different Levels Of Meaning That Go Along With The Words "i Love You" Ought To Be A Whole Mindfuck Of A Video Game

She Doesn't Want The Boy Causing The Distinction Between "love" And "in Love

We Are The Ones Who Take This Thing Called Music And Line It Up With This Thing Called Time. We Are The Ticking, We Are The Pulsing, We Are Underneath Every Part Of This Moment. And By Making The Moment Our Own, We Are Rendering It Timeless. There Is No Audience. There Are No Instruments. There Are Only Bodies And Thoughts And Murmurs And Looks. It's The Concert Rush To End All Concert Rushes, Because This Is What Matters. When The Heart Races, This Is What It's Racing Towards.

So Much Is Happening And Yet Nothing At All.

They Were Tricky, Those Demons. Could They Be Trusted? Of Course They Could Be Trusted. She'd Created Them. She Owned Them. They Wouldn't Lead Her Astray.