Every Day One Has To Earn The

You Walked In, Laughing, Tears Welling Confused, Mingling In Your Throat. How Can You Be So Many Women To So Many People, Oh You Strange Girl?

Intoxicated With Madness, I'm In Love With My Sadness

All I Want Is Blackness. Blackness And Silence.

Joy:show Joy & Enjoy: Then Others Will Be Joyful.

This Seemed A Dreary And Wasted Life For A Girl With Fifteen Years Of Straight A's, But I Knew That's What Marriage Was Like, Because Cook And Clean And Wash Was Just What Buddy Willard's Mother Did From Morning Till Night, And She Was The Wife Of A University Professor And Had Been A Private School Teacher Herself.