There Is Nothing Wrong With Me. These

Do I Want To Die From The Inside Out Or The Outside In?

Be Careful What You Wish For. There's Always A Catch.

Revision Means Throwing Out The Boring Crap And Making What’s Left Sound Natural.

Rumors Are Spread By Jealous People

I Stand In The Center Aisle Of The Auditorium, A Wounded Zebra In A National Geographic Special, Looking For Someone, Anyone To Sit Next To. A Predator Approaches: Gray Jock Buzz Cut, Whistle Around A Neck Thicker Than His Head. Probably A Social Studies Teacher, Hired To Coach A Blood Sport.