I don't believe in God today.

I don't even believe in people.

Some guys get fifteen years, others get life.
So death for Ed
but not for everyone.

Cos it all depends on who you kill and where you kill them too.

Like,
don't shoot a white cop in Walker Country, Texas. If that's your plan, do it in Arlington, New York- no needles of electric chairs there.

Just doesn't seen fair to me.

Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don't get any of it.

In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.

I remember...watching that separation of sea and sky...and for the first time I realize that none of us are seeing the same thing. That all our horizons end in different places.

I can feel that I'm in a dream, but I can't wake myself up.