The Part That Kills Me

He Called You Pretty...that's Practically An Insult, The Way You Look Right Now...you're Much More Than Beautiful.

Are You Referring To The Fact That You Can't Walk Across A Flat, Stable Surface Without Finding Something To Trip Over?

Once You Cared About A Person, It Was Impossible To Be Logical About Them Anymore.

History Was Easy, But I Don't Know About The Calculus. It Seemed Like It Was Making Sense, So That Probably Means I Failed.

It Took Less Than Half A Second For Me To Realize That, As Long As I Was Truly Insane Now, I Might As Well Enjoy The Delusions While They Were Pleasant.