I Think Of Friendship In Terms Of

Breathing Is Hard. When You Cry So Much, It Makes You Realize That Breathing Is Hard.

Your Life Is Inescapable. Unless You Decide To Escape It.

I Notice You, I Want To Say. Even When No One Else Does, I Do. I Will.

Anchor, V.: I Drift, I Drift, I Drift, You Stay.

If You Stare At The Center Of The Universe, There Is Coldness There. A Blankness. Ultimately, The Universe Doesn't Care About Us. Time Doesn't Care About Us. That's Why We Have To Care About Each Other.