We’re As Likely To Hurt The Universe

People Believed In An Afterlife Because They Couldn't Bear Not To.

I Kept Waiting For That Loneliness And Nervousness To Make Me Want To Go Back. But It Never Did.

If People Could See Me The Way I See Myself - If They Could Live In My Memories - Would Anyone Love Me?

I Pulled The Oxygen Tubes From My Nostrils And Raised The Tube Up Over My Head, Handing It To Dad. I Wanted It To Be Just Me And Just Him.

I Don't Even Know How Ugly And Pretty Get Decided.