It's hard to take your life so seriously when you can see it all at once.
I can feel it... the chance to start over, to live right, to love right, to burn up in a fiery cloud and never again be buried in the mud.
Nothing is permanent. Not even the end of the world.
...wanting change is step one, but step two is taking it.
I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.
I am Dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it.