I Tried Writing Fiction As A Little

Depression, Suffering And Anger Are All Part Of Being Human.

What Can She Possibly Teach You, Twenty Seven Names For Tears?

In Our Exterior Life, We Can Be Only One Person. But In Our Imagination, We Can Be Anyone, Anywhere.

For She Is My Love, And Other Women Are But Big Bodies Of Flame.

A Couple Of Times, I Could Have Turned A Trick. But I Didn't Want To Start. I Knew How It Would Play. When You Started Thinking It Was Easy, You Were Forgetting What It Cost.