I Looked At Her, And She Was

I Do Not Know What I Regret. I Sit With My Pen, And Cannot Find An End To That Sentence.

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.

You Need The Noise Of Your Friends In Space.

The Natural World Is So Adaptable...so Adaptable You Wonder What's Natural.

We Must Curb Ourfury, And Allow Sadness To Diminish, And Speak Our Stories With Coolness And Deliberation.