Suicide To Them Is An

I Wish We Were Alone,” He Says. “i Almost Always Wish That,” I Say.

But There's So Much That Was A Lie, It's Hard To Figure Out What Was True, What Was Real, What Matters.

That Our World Is So Massive That It Is Completely Out Of Our Control, That We Cannot Possibly Be As Large As We Feel.

The Reason The Factions Were Evil Is Because There Was No Way Out Of Them. They Gave Us The Illusion Of Choice Without Actually Giving Us A Choice.

The Cruelty Of Fate Is That I Must Travel With The People I Hate When The People I Love Are Dead Behind Me.