...i Love 'yes.' It's Practically The Most

I Don't Want To Be Loved. I Want To Be Desired. Love Is Safety, But Desire Is Foul.

If You Get Depressed, You Can Be Stuck For Months; If You Have An Analyst, You At Least Have A Chance Of Getting Out Of It Faster.

If You Want Something Badly Enough, You Make Arrangements. If You Don't Want It Badly Enough, You Make Excuses.

For Mum, Life Was Fundamentally Hell. You Went Blind, You Got Raped, People Forgot Your Birthday, Nixon Got Elected, Your Husband Fled With A Blonde From Beckenham, And Then You Got Old, You Couldn't Walk And You Died.

Why Do People Who Are Good At Families Have To Be Smug And Assume It Is The Only Way To Live. … Why Can’t They Be Blamed For Being Bad At Promiscuity?