I Am Going To Start Selling Air

I Take Much Pleasure In Being Alone But There Is Also A Strange Warm Grace In Not Being Alone.

I Have One Problem, I Don’t Hate People. They Disgust Me And I Want To Get Away From Them. I Do Not Have Hatred. I Have An Escape Mechanism.

I Could Read The Great Books But The Great Books Don't Interest Me.

‎"she’ Mad But She’ Magic. There’ No Lie In Her Fire.

Pretty Words, As Pretty Women, Wrinkle Up And Die.