What A Treacherous Thing To Believe That

So She Became Impulsive, Scared By Her Inaction Into Perpetual Action.

Nostalgia Is Inevitably A Yearning For A Past That Never Existed And When I'm Writing, There Are No Bees To Sting Me Out Of My Sentimentality. For Me At Least, Fiction Is The Only Way I Can Even Begin To Twist My Lying Memories Into Something True.

Hurt Tends To Drown Out Sorry.

I'm Not Interested In Dating A Girl I'm Not Gonna Marry

As A Child I Was An Inveterate Liar. As Opposed To Now, I Am A Novelist.