I Don't Know Why I Write What

When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Go Drinking.

I Laugh Maniacally, Then Take A Deep Breath And Touch My Chest- Expecting A Heart To Be Thumping Quickly, Impatiently, But There's Nothing There, Not Even A Beat.

How Could She Ever Understand That There Isn't Any Way Could Be Disappointed Since I No Longer Find Anything Worth Looking Forward To?

If You Come At Movies With Your Own Sense Of Morality And Not Your Own Sense Of Aesthetics, I Think You're Screwed. I Think That's Not A Way To Look At Movies.

The Better You Look, The More You See.