She Laughed. My Favorite Music.

That's The Scary Thing About Hope," She Said. "if You Let It Go Too Long It Turns Into Faith.

We Know There's Going To Be Nothing But Pain, But We Go Back Again And Again.

Little-boy Love...the Cleanest Pain I've Ever Known. Love Without Desire, Conditions, Or Limits - A Pure And Radiant Glow In The Heart That Could Make Me Giddy And Sad And Glorious All At Once. Where Does It Go? Why, In All Their Experiments, Did The Magi Never Try To Capture That Purity In A Bottle? Perhaps They Couldn't.

Last Time I Really Got To Know Myself It Turned Out There Was A Whole Gang Of Bitches In There To Deal With. I Felt Like The Receptionist At A Rehab Center. They All Had Nice Tits Though, I Gotta Say.

Ack! Parables. I Hate Parables.