The Worst Men Have The Best Jobs

There's No Chance At All: We Are All Trapped By A Singular Fate.

Let It Die. Let There Be A New Beginning. It’s Awful. Goodnight.

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.

That's What Friendship Means: Sharing The Prejudice Of Experience.

If You Want To Create, You'll Create.