The Older You Get, The

It Creates Community When You Talk About Private Things And You Can Find Other People That Have The Same Things.

If Some Gang Were Threatening Your Family, You'd Go Looking For Someone Butch To Help, Right? Any Maybe If Your Mother Were Sick Or Something, You'd Find Someone A Bit More Fey.

From Here On Out, There's Just Reality. I Think That's What Maturity Is: A Stoic Response To Endless Reality. But Then, What Do I Know?

I Quote Fictional Characters, Because I'm A Fictional Character Myself!

I Will Usually Be In Denial About That, Too, Because I Really Don't Like That. Sometimes I Will Recognize It And Sometimes Someone Will Say, "are You Okay?" And Then You Think, "oh, Maybe I'm Not."