I'm In Crisis. I'm About To Bump

Love," He Said, "has The Longest Arms.

You, Yes, You, Linger Inside My Heart The Same You Who Stopped Us Before We Could Start.

The Great Thing About Fiction Is That You Can Start Off By Telling The Truth, Then Start Making Stuff Up Like Crazy Whenever You Feel Like It.

I'm In Crisis. I'm About To Bump With A Five-foot Chino-chicano.

Fortunately For Me, I'm Still Evolving Into The Person I'm Supposed To Be. And Though They Don't Know It Yet, And May Not Come To Accept It, I'm Done Living By Their Protocols Or Anyone Else's. I'm The Only One Who Will Take Credit For My Successes. And I'm The Only One Who Will Take The Blame For My Mistakes. From Now On, I Live For Me.