"I'll admit to who I am the day I come to understand... I haven't got a clue. Been searching for a few years now..."
Favouritest of all the things
"Dirt in our ears, sun in our eyes. Shirts all in rags, our head in the clouds. Our fears had no teeth, hearts were still blind. You rarely talked and I didn't mind..."
My darkest secret
"I am a writer, writer of fictions. I am the heart that you call home. And I've written pages upon pages trying to rid you from my bones.... and if you don't love me let me go"