Books—they Weren't Ladders Out Of The Abyss,

But You Want To See Shapes; You Want To See Stories, So You Pick Them Out Of The Sky.

Why Would You Try To Kill This Guy, Kevin? He's A Genius. Nuts To Your Truce.

And I Don’t Blame Him. I Don’t Even Trust Me.

This Is The Homosexuality Is An Abomination Club, Right?

Something About Telling That Story Made My Gut Grow Back Together." What?" Oh, Nothing. Just Thinking Out Loud." That's Who You Really Like. The People You Can Think Out Loud In Front Of." The People Who've Been In Your Secret Hiding Places." The People You Bite Your Thumb In Front Of." Hi." Hi." ..." ..." Wow. My First Lindsey." My Second Colin." That Was Fun. Let's Try It Again." Sold." ..." ..." ...".