Without True Chaos, We Can

People Fall So In Love With Their Pain, They Can’t Leave It Behind. The Same As The Stories They Tell. We Trap Ourselves.

When You Understand, That What You're Telling Is Just A Story. It Isn't Happening Anymore. When You Realize The Story You're Telling Is Just Words, When You Can Just Crumble Up And Throw Your Past In The Trashcan, Then We'll Figure Out Who You're Going To Be.

We All Die. The Goal Isn't To Live Forever, The Goal Is To Create Something That Will.

Pretty Much Always. We Need To Tell The Story Of Our Life To Someone.

The Feeling Is Less Like An Ending Than Just Another Starting Point.