Long Week. Long Month. Long

You Can't Just Make Me Different, And The Leave. Because I Was Fine Before.

Books Are Like Tweets, Except Longer.

History Doesn't Have A Curfew.

You May Be Smart, But I've Been Smart Longer.

And It Was Just The Three Of Us - Three Bodies And Two People - The Three Who Knew What Had Happened And Too Many Layers Between All Of Us Too Much Keeping Us From One Another.