The Moon Has Nothing To

What Did My Arms Do Before They Held You?

I Couldn’t See The Point Of Getting Up. I Had Nothing To Look Forward To.

There Is Something Demoralizing About Watching Two People Get More And More Crazy About Each Other, Especially When You Are The Only Extra Person In The Room.

Can A Selfish Egocentric Jealous And Unimaginative Female Write A Damn Thing Worthwhile?

I Do Not Know Who I Am, Where I Am Going - And I Am The One Who Has To Decide The Answers To These Hideous Questions.