I May Die Young, But

That's Who You Really Like. The People You Can Think Out Loud In Front Of.

Girls Think They’re Only Allowed To Wear Dresses On Formal Occasions, But I Like A Woman Who Says, You Know, I’m Going Over To See A Boy Who Is Having A Nervous Breakdown, A Boy Whose Connection To The Sense Of Sight Itself Is Tenuous, And Gosh Dang It, I Am Going To Wear A Dress For Him.

That Tastes Like Hope Feels.

Eternity Bids Thee To Forget.

Barnacles On The Container Ship Of Consciousness.