There Are No Safe Rooms, No Safe

I Guess I Always Knew There Was Something Wrong With Me, But I Thought It Was Because Of My Father, Or My Mother, And The Pain They Bequeathed To Me Like A Family Heirloom, Handed Down From Generation To Generation. - Tobias Eaton

Just Do What You're Supposed To.

He Leans His Face Close To Mine And Wraps His Fingers Around My Chin. His Hand Smells Like Metal. When Was The Last Time He Held A Gun, Or A Knife?

I Understand Why She Did All Those Things, But That Doesn't Mean We Aren't Still Broken.

Everyone Has To Blame Something For The Way The World Is.