The Heart's Memory Eliminates The Bad And

She Knew That He Loved Her Above All Else, More Than Anything In The World, But Only For His Own Sake.

Life Is Not What One Lived, But What One Remembers And How One Remembers It In Order To Recount It

Just Imagine, A Cow On The Balcony Of The Nation, What An Awful Thing, What A Shitty Country.

Amputees Suffer Pains, Cramps, Itches In The Leg That Is No Longer There. That Is How She Felt Without Him, Feeling His Presence Where He No Longer Was.

Nothing Resembles A Person As Much As The Way He Dies.