I Collect Men With Interesting Names.

I Am Not Cruel, Only Truthful.

With That Strange Knowing That Comes Over Me, Like A Clairvoyance, I Know That I Am Sure Of Myself And My Enormous And Alarmingly Timeless Love For You; Which Will Always Be.

Nothing Stinks Like A Pile Of Unpublished Writing.

I Had Been Alone More Than I Could Have Been Had I Gone By Myself.

If The Moon Smiled, She Would Resemble You. You Leave The Same Impression Of Something Beautiful, But Annihilating.