Everything I See And Touch Reminds Me

Hearts Are Fragile Things. That's Why You Have To Be So Careful.

This Is Pretty Much The Answer To Every Problem You Encounter In Suburbia: Plant A Tree, And Hope You Don't See Anyone's Privates.

This Was What Being Cured Was Like: Like Being In A Fishbowl, Circling Always Inside The Same Glass.

For A Second I Think About How Easy It Would Be To Pass Back To The Other Side, To Walk Straight Into The Laboratories And Offer Myself Up To The Surgeons. You Were Right; I Was Wrong. Get It Out.

I’m Sorry For Everything.” Then He Turns And Pushes Back Into The Woods, And He’s Gone.