The Music Provokes A Sharp Longing The

Leaves Turned To Soil Beneath My Feet. Thus It Is, Trees Eat Themselves.

Don't Remember Summer Even Saying Goodbye.

Whoever Dies With The Most Stuff Wins.

I’m Scared Of The Future. I’m Scared Of The Past. I’m Nervous At The Moment.

Have You Noticed," Said John, "how Countries Call Theirs 'sovereign Nuclear Deterrents,' But Call The Other Countries' Ones 'weapons Of Mass Destruction'?