The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.

The only difference between suicide and martyrdom is press coverage.

Tell the world what scares you most. Save the world with some advice from the future.

You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be.

You can spend your whole life building a wall of facts between you and anything real.

Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.