Coming After All The Bullshit Related To

The Best Stories Are Universal Stories That Have Been Told For As Long As Humanity Has Existed It's Just Figuring Out New Ways To Do It, With Language, With Structure. And So I'm Always Trying To Do That.

It Started When She Passed Me A Note In English Class. The Note Said You Don't Seem As Awful As I Hear You Are. I Passed One Back That Read: Beware I Am As Awful As People Say And Worse. She Laughed And I Had A Friend. She Didn't Become My Ally And I Didn't Ask Her To Or Want Her To But She Became My Friend And That Was More Than Anyone Else Was Willing To Do.

There Are Never Words For The Strongest Of Our Feelings. There Is Just The Pain That We Cannot Share. Pain We Must All Feel Alone.

Part Of Me Still Loves. More Of Me Doesn't.

But All Good Things Come To An End, Often A Sad Angry Miserable End. The Cause For Such An End Can Usually Be Whittled Down To One Of Three Things: Money, Sickness, Love Lost.