Okay?"
"Okay.

Some infinities are bigger than others

I decided, then, that funerals are for the living

The girl who cried,
The friend who tried,
The boy who died.

And then, having made my rhetorical point, I will put my robot eyes on, because I mean, with robot eyes you can probably see through girls' shirts and stuff. Augustus, my friend, Godspeed.

There is no shortage of fault to be found amid our stars.