The Journey Back Is Always Longer Than

I've Come To Terms With It, It Knows I Know.

Strangers Are Just Friends Waiting To Happen

If You Love Somebody, Tell Them.

It's Nice Sometimes To Open Up The Heart A Little And Let Some Hurt Come In. It Proves You're Still Alive.

I Chose The Shadows; They Did Not Choose Me. I Stay Here Securely Not Just Because I Feel Plain, But Because Disappearance Is By Now The Easy Way. The Habit. The Worn Path That I Can Trod Knowingly And Be Assured Safe Passage Home.