When he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him
The Song of AchillesWhen my ex girlfriend left, I was crushed. Why’d she have to drive off in a steamroller?
Seriously delirious, but not at all seriousWhen the war comes, you’ll find me on the front line, with some crayons, coloring outside the lines.
Seriously delirious, but not at all serious