The Peculiar Striations That Define Someone's Personality

Hell Is The Special Pain That Dwells In That Loss Which You Yourself Have Caused

[memory] Visits When It Is Hungry, Not When You Are.

He Sits In His Car At Traffic Lights On His Way Out Sometimes And Tries To Estimate How Many Times He Has Sat Here, Waiting At These Traffic Lights On His Way Somewhere Without You, Hoping To Meet Someone With The Capacity To Consign You To An Anecdote, To Be Eventually Confused With Others

You Were Trying To Tell Me Something And I Was Trying To Tell You Something Else. We Didn't Trust Each Other And That Was Reason Enough To Make Each Of Us Right.

When You're Younger, You Tend To Be Reckless About Trying To Find Out Who You Are And What You Can Do And Should Do. But As You Get Older You Become More Accepting Of Yourself, And With That Comes Greater Contentment.