From one tyrant to another. That is the world we know, now

There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand

I suppose everything is bound to look different when you aren't on your way to die.

Instead I just let the silence stretch out between us. It's the only adequate response to what he just told me, the only that does the tragedy any justice instead of patching it hastily and moving on.

There is power in controlling something that can do so much damage - in controlling something, period.

I know some things--I know that I'm not alone, that I have friends, that I'm in love. I know that I don't want to die, and for me that's something--more than I could have said a few weeks ago.

I kiss him as the train slides into unlit, uncertain land. I kiss him for as long as I want, for longer than I should, given that my brother sits three feet away from me.