That's why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. You can't control life, at least you can control your version.
Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.
You can tell a more over-the-top incredible story if you use a nonfiction form.
You have endless ways you can commit suicide without dying dying.
His saliva tasted like the wet dicks of ten thousand lonely truck drivers.
Every high school has its Romeo and Juliet, one tragic couple. So does every generation.