I Could See My Face, Crying, In

You Need The Noise Of Your Friends In Space.

Keep Thinking. You Can Hear Our Brains Rattling Around Inside Us, Like The Littler Russian Dolls.

At Long Last, You May No Longer Distinguish What Binds You From What Is You.

Of Course, I Had My Heart Broken As A Teen. I Was Desperately In Love With Myself. Then I Found Out That I Was Completely Shallow. I Haven't Spoken To Myself Since.

Whispering Makes A Narrow Place Narrower.