My Mother Once Told Me She Thought

We Go To The Past To Lay The Blame - Since The Past Can't Argue. We Go To Our Past Selves To Account For Our Present Miseries.

We’re The Worst Thing Because For Us The Worst Thing Is The Best Thing. And It’s Only The Best Thing For Us If It’s The Worst Thing For Someone Else.

Kneecaps Only Exist To Get Hit With Claw-hammers; Grace Only Exists To Be Fallen From.

Your Ideal Possession Candidate's A Thirteen-year-old Recently Orphaned Schizophrenic Girl Three Days Away From Her Period On Her Way To See The Shrink With Whom She's Romantically Besotted.

Falling In Love Makes The Unknown Known. Falling Out Of Love Reverses The Process.