I'm a year older than 365 days ago, and I'm having trouble bending my knees and my lower back is killing me. Everything reminds me of death. Especially bending over all day to steal the flowers off all the graves in the cemetery.

“If my initials were ARK, then you could call me Noah.”

“I saw her at the party last Saturday. I could tell by her body language that sh…”

“My love disappeared, along with the evidence of her dead body.”

“I wish art was like money in that the more I made, the more interest it develop…”