It's Not The End. It's

That Maybe You Should Make The Most Of What Time You Have? That You Shouldlive While You’re Alive?

Children In The Abstract, Had Never Appealed To Me. They Seemed To Be Loud Creatures, Often Dripping Some Form Of Goo.

Her Scent Blazed In My Throat And I Was Glad. It Was A Pain That Meant She Was Alive. As Long As I Burned, She Was Safe.

Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

It’s Just Been My Experience That Some Kinds Of Working Relationships Are Better Motivated By Fear Than By Monetary Gain.