You Save Yourself Or You Remain Unsaved.

Every Day A Question Mark.

Well, As My Dad Would Say, It Means She’s Out Of This Shithole.

Our Only Kiss Was Like An Accident- A Beautiful Gasoline Rainbow.

It's Hard, Because When You Talk About Process Or Your Characters Ruling Your Narrative, It Sounds Like You Have No Control, But Obviously You're Ultimately The Author, So You Do Have Control.

Murder Had A Blood Red Door On The Other Side Of Which Was Everything Unimaginable To Everyone.