Hate Contains Truth. Beauty Is A Facade.

Being Alone Never Felt Right. Sometimes It Felt Good, But It Never Felt Right.

We Only Asked For Leopards To Guard Our Thinning Dreams.

Her Violence Frightened Me. She Always Claimed That I Was The Jealous One, And I Was Often Jealous, But When I Saw Things Working Against Me I Simply Became Disgusted And Withdrew. Lydia Was Different. She Reacted. She Was The Head Cheerleader At The Game Of Violence.

Human Relationships Are Strange. I Mean, You Are With One Person A While, Eating And Sleeping And Living With Them, Loving Them, Talking To Them, Going Places Together, And Then It Stops.

The Less I Needed, The Better I Felt.