We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever..

You might say that death has relaxed me..

Music? Music is life! It’s physical emotion - you can touch it! It’s neon ecto-energy sucked out of spirits and switched into sound waves for your ea….

Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth..

Once again the absurdity of my inner thoughts overwhelms me, and I want to crawl out of my skin, escape my ugly, awkward flesh and be a skeleton, nak….

You know things are moving. You're changing, you fellow Dead are changing, the world is ready for something miraculous. What are we waiting for?.

Sometimes it's a struggle to live in the moment..

We smile, because this is how we save the world..

Just... ate," M says, frowning at me a little. "Two days...ago." I grab my stomach again. "Feel empty. Feel... dead." He nods. "Marr...iage..

All the shitty stuff people do to themselves... it can all be the same thing, you know? Just a way to drown out your own voice. To kill your memories….

Here it comes. My inevitable death, ignoring me all those years when I wished for it daily, arriving only after I've decided I want to live forever..

What wonderful thing didn't start out scary?.

What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature.

I sigh inside, so exhausted by these ugly questions, but when did a monster ever deserve its privacy?.

I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way..

I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys.

We will cry and bleed and lust and love, and we will cure death. We will be the cure. Because we want it..

What's wrong with people?" she says, almost too quiet for me to hear. "Were they born with parts missing or did it fall out somewhere along the way?.

Peel off these dusty wool blankets of apathy and antipathy and cynical desiccation. I want life in all its stupid sticky rawness..

A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in t….

You can order yourself to treasure a moment, to cling tight to a feeling and never let it fade, but it's your brain, that three-pound lump of hamburg….