Her smile steps offstage for a moment, then does an encore, all while I'm dealing with my blushing face.

It seems to me, though, that you always understand very well what I can't say very well. Trouble is I end up being even worse at saying things well.

What I was chasing in circles must have been the tail of the darkness inside me.

I think I'll stay alive here a bit longer, and see with my own eyes what's going to happen. I can still die after that - it won't be too late. Probably.

She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it was the other way around.

Killing time is not an easy job.

I've always done whatever I felt like doing in life. People may try to stop me, and convince me I'm wrong, but I won't change.