We are all punished for the lives we have chosen, in one way or another.

Love: It will kill you and save you, both

that's what it was like waking up in the crypts. no-longer-dead. but without her. like burning alive.

..in that moment i realize how much i love the little everyday routines of my life..the details that are my life's special pattern, like how in handwoven rugs what really makes them unique are the tiny flaws in the stitching, little gaps and jumps and stutters that can never be reproduced. so many things become beautiful when you really look.

And you should hear the music. Incredible, amazing music, like nothing you've ever heard, music that almost takes your head off, you know? That makes you want to scream and jump up and down and break stuff and cry.

Hope keeps you alive.

It's funny how you can know your friends so well, but you still end up playing the same games with them.