I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young causing me to bleed out slowly over things and people and every white surface that Id ever come across.

I tried to push my body through his and completely disappear.

I fantasize the night sky to be like a cosmic blue print of my life as I close my eyes and unbutton my heart. just in case anyone up there is listening.

I dont ever want to hurt anyone but I really wish there was something like a reset button on my life.

Time is the most threatening four letter word.

He could pour himself into my little paper cup heart and my emptiness would finally have a meaning.

I write letters to you that youll never see.

In the old days when travelers would get lost they would follow the stars and I love that idea. I wish that I could rely on something as simple and magnificent as a star for all of my aching questions.

He looked at me that first day like he had just found something hed lost a thousand years ago.

Why only gaze at the stars Catch one