Potential Has A Shelf Life.

The Thing About Delirium Is You Think It's Great, But It Actually Isn't.

I Knew What Love Was Supposed To Be: Obsession With Undertones Of Nausea.

I Didn't Much Like It, This Grudge-holding Against The Past.

Not Real Can Tell Us About Real.

We Were The People Who Were Not In The Papers. We Lived In The Blank White Spaces At The Edges Of Print. It Gave Us More Freedom. We Lived In The Gaps Between The Stories.