It goes far but not straight. Someone used to be in love with me, but now no one is. It's nice to look around you and think that at least one of these people is in love with me. Don't allow yourself to be deceived. Love is a luxury.
Happiness is also a luxury.
I crushed a mosquito on my knuckle and it didn't even put up a fight. I saw chicken run today. I liked it. I feel like I am stumbling through a town inhabited by ghosts. I feel like I am banging my wrists against windows so clear you don't know they're there until you hit them, like the display-fronts at the museum.