It's A Miracle I Was Able To

I Am Growing Stronger. I Am A Stone Being Excavated By The Slow Passage Of Water; I Am Wood Charred By A Fire.

Anger Is Useful Only To A Certain Point. After That, It Becomes Rage, And Rage Will Make You Careless.

We Wanted The Freedom To Love. We Wanted The Freedom To Choose. Now We Have To Fight For It.

My Heart Is Fluid And Soaring. There's No Longer Any Space Between Heartbeats.

It's Like There's A Filter Set Up In My Brain, Except Instead Of Making Things Better, It Twists Everything Around So What Comes Out Of My Mouth Is Totally Wrong, Totally Different From What I Was Thinking.