I've Been Alone My Whole Life, I

The Feeling Of Arms Around Me, Of Love In My Heart, It Was More Powerful Than Any Of The Negativity I Knew Was Existing In The World For Me. That Feeling Of Love Killed It All.

When I Was A Screenwriter, I Was Doing It For Mercenary Reasons.

People Don't Want To Accept The Responsibility For Their Own Weakness, So They Place The Blame On Something That They're Not Responsible For, Like Disease Or Genetics.

She Is Sitting On Frozen Ground Wrapped In A Blanket, Her Pale Skin Shining. She Smiles And She Stands And Without Words, She Steps Forward, Opens The Blanket, Envelops Me Within It And Within Her And Within Myself. She Kisses My Cheek, The One Not Torn, She Wraps Me And She Holds Me. Her Arms Are Thin But Strong. She Whispers In My Ear, "i'm Glad You're Here.

What Is The Meaning Of Life?whatever You Want It To Be.