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I Walked Around The Block Twice, Passed 200 People And Failed To See A Human Being.

Fay Had A Spot Of Blood On The Left Side Of Her Mouth And I Took A Wet Cloth And Wiped It Off. Women Were Meant To Suffer; No Wonder They Asked For Constant Declarations Of Love.

People Don't Do Me Much Good.

If I Stop Writing I Am Dead. And That's The Only Way I'll Stop: Dead.

I'm Too Careless. I Don't Put Out Enough Effort. I'm Tired.