Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

He Never Leaves, Does He?

Forbidden To Remember, Terrified To Forget; It Was A Hard Line To Walk.

I Wondered – Would A Bullet Through My Temple Actually Kill Me Or Just Leave A Really Big Mess For Me To Clean Up?

I Knew It Would Begin With The End, And The End Would Look Like Death To These Eyes. I Had Been Warned.

Idiot! Lunatic! Moron! Jackass! Selfish Irresponsible Fool!