Memory Was Supposed To Fill The Time,

I Desperately Wish I Had My Tambourine With Me Now, Because Even After Everything I'm Still Wearing Heavy Boots, And Sometimes It Helps To Play A Good Beat

It's Rarely Talked About, But Hunting For Sport Is Just About As Vile As We Humans Get.

I Started Inventing Things, And Then I Couldn't Stop, Like Beavers, Which I Know About. People Think They Cut Down Trees So They Can Build Dams, But In Reality It's Because Their Teeth Never Stop Growing, And If They Didn't Constantly File Them Down By Cutting Through All Of Those Trees, Their Teeth Would Start To Grow Into Their Own Faces, Which Would Kill Them. That's How My Brain Was.

I Hated Myself For Going, Why Couldn't I Be The Kind Of Person Who Stays?

I Wish My Days Could Be Washed Away Like The Chalk Lines Of My Days.