As A Writer, You Get To Bring

I Want To Push The Fast-forward Button Until I Get Back To Happy.

People Like To Run Their Mouths.

Now, I've Been Known To Be Attractive On Special Occasions, And I Do My Best To Project As Much Beauty As I Can Muster From Deep Inside, Though I Often Fail.

Let Me Put It This Way: When I Read, I Learned The World Was Not As Small As My House. And That Everybody In My Home Town Was Not Representative Of The Way People In The World Were Raised. And That Was What Saved Me.

I Was Tired Of Chasing Ghosts, Hollow Men Who Were Outside My Comfort Zone, Men Who Had Nothing To Give Me Except A Rush. It Was All I Asked For, And All I Ever Got.