Placid, Adj. Sometimes I Love It When

But Death Is Not Freedom. For A Moment, It Can Look Like Freedom. But Then It's Death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

Love Is The Higher Law.

There Are Times When I Worry That I've Already Lost Myself. That Is, That My Self Is So Inseparable From Being With You That If We Were To Separate, I Would No Longer Be. I Save This Thought For When I Feel The Darkest Discontent. I Never Meant To Depend So Much On Someone Else.

Gravity, N. I Imagine You Saved My Life. And Then I Wonder If I'm Just Imagining It.

I Have Already Spent Roughly Five Thousand Hours Asleep Next To You. This Has To Mean Something.