"Heathcliff, it's me, I'm Cathy, I've come home, I'm so cold; let me in your window..."
"Out on the wily, windy moors..."
“I’m tired of being enclosed here. I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there..."
Grabbing a byte together
In medias res
Waiting for Pablo
Tie it to a balloon, and let it go...
Always running circles, going nowhere
Message In A Bottle(s)
Fallacies soft as a feather sometimes leave lasting scars
On the couch
That ship has sailed
Time is a circus, always packing up and moving away.
Tree doors down
Making Friends (It being beneficial to a have a thick skin)
"I miss you when you're gone, that is what I do..."