Truth Resists Simplicity.

Everybody Should Have True Love, And It Should Last At Least As Long As Your Life Does.

If You Were To Go, And Hopefully Someday You Will, You Would See A Lot Of Paintings Of Dead People. You'd See Jesus On The Cross, And You'd See A Dude Get Stabbed In The Neck, And You'd See People Dying At Sea And In Battle And A Parade Of Martyrs. But Not. One. Single. Cancer. Kid. Nobody Biting It From The Plague Or Smallpox Or Yellow Fever Or Whatever, Because There Is No Glory In Illness. There Is No Meaning To It. There Is No Honor In Dying Of.

It Was Not Enough To Be The Last Guy She Kissed. I Wanted To Be The Last One She Loved.

Being In A Relationship, That's Something You Choose. Being Friends, That's Something You Just Are.

I Try To Live Life So That I Can Live With Myself.