We Can, If We So Choose, Wander

You’re Really Cute, Midori,” I Corrected Myself. “what Do You Mean Really Cute?” “so Cute The Mountains Crumble And The Oceans Dry Up.

Even If We Could Turn Back, We'd Probably Never End Up Where We Started.

The Honour Of Physical Decline Is Waiting, And You Have To Get Used To That Reality.

Anyone Who Falls In Love Is Searching For The Missing Pieces Of Themselves. So Anyone Who's In Love Gets Sad When They Think Of Their Lover. It's Like Stepping Back Inside A Room You Have Fond Memories Of, One You Haven't Seen In A Long Time.

Find Me Now. Before Someone Else Does.