Nothing Is Permanent. Not Even The End

I Want To Change My Punctuation. I Long For Exclamation Marks, But I'm Drowning In Ellipses.

...and We'll See What Happens When We Say Yes While This Rigor Mortis World Screams No.

I Wish People Were Willing To Dig A Little Deeper Than The Surface Elements Of A Premise Before Tossing One Story In With Another.

Peel Off These Dusty Wool Blankets Of Apathy And Antipathy And Cynical Desiccation. I Want Life In All Its Stupid Sticky Rawness.

Why Is It Beautiful That Humanity Keeps Coming Back? So Does Herpes.