You Spend Your Whole Life Stuck In

What You Must Understand About Me Is That I’m A Deeply Unhappy Person.

Light, The Visible Reminder Of Invisible Light.

Is The Labyrinth Living Or Dying?

If I'm Too Old To Be Emo, How Do You Account For The Very Emo And Very Old Edgar Allan Poe? Checkmate!

And I Vaguely Remember Her Smiling At Me From The Door Way The Glittering Ambiguity Of A Girls Smile, Which Seems To Promise An Answer To The Question, But Never Gives It. The Question, The One We’ve All Been Asking Since Girls Stopped Being Gross, The Question That Is To Simple To Be Uncomplicated: Does She Like Me Or Does She Like Me?