A TRAGIC CLOWN.

I am Jack's overwhelming sense of inadequacy.

Good doggies are good doggies.

Your fate leads you right back to my arms. My body is your event horizon. Inescapable.

I'm afraid that I did something really stupid because I don't like myself.

struggle without killing torture without satisfaction conflict without resolution
hatred without an outlet
no one left to direct it toward but myself

Are you still there? Are you still you?

i think that number...
i think it's actually pretty small.

I turn around and see it bending over my head

struggle without killing torture without satisfaction conflict without resolution
hatred without an outlet
no one left to direct it toward but myself

I am Jack's inflamed sense of rejection.

i think that number...
i think it's actually pretty small.

So, even though you have broken my heart yet again, I wanted to say, in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.

I'm still me, but I'm not somehow. It's hard to describe.

Your fate leads you right back to my arms. My body is your event horizon. Inescapable.

And that's why when I look into your eyes, it's the scariest feeling in the world...

Home is where the heart is.

I WANT TO GO HOME
DON'T CLOSE THE MENU
I MISS YOU

You really are a shadow of what you were back then.
Well, every good thing has to end.

"I can’t help it," said the scorpion. "It’s my nature."

I WANT TO GO HOME
DON'T CLOSE THE MENU
I MISS YOU

do you guys think jesus, the son of a carpenter, smelt the wood of the cross & temporarily thought of home

and the universe said I love you because you are love.

There's no point in worrying about those kids on feelings and intuition alone.

I am Jack's overwhelming sense of inadequacy.

The man does not know the bullet has entered his brain. He never will. Death comes faster than the realization.

It can't have been a year already...
It can't have been 5 years already...
It can't have been 10 years already...

they both ventured together, and the scorpion was too busy sharing words to ever think of stinging.

I understand your misgivings. It is terrifying to become something new. It's a little bit like dying.

The world is as big as you want it to be.

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.