The Bees In My Stomach Are Dead

It's Pretty Hard To Have Faith When Everybody Is Trying To Lock You Up.

Burn All The Maps To Your Body. I'm Not Here Of My Own Choosing.

All Girls Should Have A Poem Written For Them Even If We Have To Turn This Goddamn World Upside Down To Do It.

One Day Time Will Die And Love Will Bury It

...what Makes You Older Is When Your Bones, Muscles And Blood Wear Out, When The Heart Sinks Into Oblivion And All The Houses You Ever Lived In Are Gone And People Are Not Really Certain That Your Civilization Ever Existed.