I'm Your Nightmare. Did You Think You

They Discovered That Even In The Face Of Pain That Seems Unbearable, Even In The Face Of Pain That Wrings The Last Drop Of Blood Out Of Your Heart And Leaves Its Scrimshaw Tracery On The Inside Of Your Skull, Life Goes On. And Pain Grows Dull, And Begins To Fade

Yeah, I Think A Confederacy Of Dunces Is Probably The Perfect New Orleans Book.

In High School I Was The Dog, Always, And I Never Have Felt Comfortable Or Right In My Body, And Part Of My Whole Exhibitionist Thing Has Probably Been A Way Of Testing To See Whether Or Not I Really Was This Repulsive Creature That I Felt Like For So Long.

I'd Much Rather Do An Obviously Commercial Writing Project Than Get A Day Job.

I Can't Heal Your Pain But I Can See It. And You Don't Have To Be Lost. Not Forever.