I wish my skin was a couple of
shades whiter, so you could sympathize...

One day I'll wake up from
a deep sound sleep, stretch in my bed...

Are you scared? Because I'm not.
Not anymore...

I'm sorry that I'm deceitful,
that I look just fine, except I'm not...

I've always been the first
to fall, and through my falling, others...

On the way back home, I crack
my memory open to rehearse the stories...

You broke your pen in half,
a year ago...

Two days before the moving day,
I found a videotape left among other things...

No more
rationalization...

Our dinner table has deep dishes
brimmed with poison and words and...

repeat it
until you believe it...

The ground is shaking.
You’re holding up the wall...