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What Happens When Someone Throws You Against A Wall Or Tells You You're A Jackass Or Puts You Down Or Calls You Bad Names? It Goes Into Your Body. We Hold It In Our Body. If We Don't Have A Way To Let That Go And Release That, It Becomes Sickness Eventually.

I Have Been A Depressed Person Most Of M Life. I Was Always In The Throes Of Self-hatred.

I Believe In Irony. And If V-day Has Taught Me Anything, It's That If You Go Out With Artistic, Outrageous Irony And Humor, People Are Drawn To It.

When I Was Younger I Was Much More Polemical And Didactic, Much Less Trusting. Inherently My Own Vision Of The World Would Weave Its Way Through The Characters. Also, My Concerns Are Changing. What Happens Is You Write A Few Plays And Get Boxed Into Some Idea Of What Your Concerns Are And What You're Supposed To Be Writing About.

The Clitoris Is Pure In Purpose. It Is The Only Organ In The Body Designed Purely For Pleasure.