I Kept It For Myself Like A

I'm A Bad Boyfriend. She's A Bad Girlfriend. We Deserve Each Other.

No Reason To Be Angry. Anger Just Distracts From The All-encompassing Sadness.

Headline?" He Asked. "'swing Set Needs Home,'" I Said. "'desperately Lonely Swing Set Needs Loving Home,'" He Said. "'lonely, Vaguely Pedophilic Swing Set Seeks The Butts Of Children,'" I Said.

I Always Wondered If There Was A Purpose To The Universe, If There Was A Plan, If There Was Some Sort Of Organizing Factor, Hopefully That I Played A Role In.

She Was Nothing But Good And I Was Nothing But Bad, But Then She Died, And I Didn't.