This is why I loved the support groups so much, if people thought you were dying, they gave you their full attention. If this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you. Everything else...
This is the world we live in. Conditions change and we mutate.
This is the greatest momemt of your life and your out missing it
This is just what human beings do-turn objects into people, people into objects. Back and forth.
This is being loved without the risk of loving anyone in return.
This is better than real life.
These chicken chokers. Didn’t bother to read any feminist theory beyond that outdated Andrea Dworkin tripe. Nothing sex-positive. Nothing along the lines of Naomi Wolf. I come, therefore I am… No, whe...
There is no human soul, and I am absolutely for sure seriously not going to fucking cry.
There are worse things you can do to the people you love than kill them.
There are worse things than finding your wife and child dead. You can watch the world do it. You can watch your wife get old and bored. You can watch your kids discover everything in the world you've...
There are a lot of good reasons to live, I tell her, and hope she won't ask for a list.
Then the flash of the strobe. Give me sympathy. Flash. Give me brutal honesty. Flash.
The way to make most women break eye contact is to run your tongue around your lips. The ones who dont look away, for serious, bingo.
The way she looks right now, you have to think about multiple car pile-ups. Imagine two bloodmobiles colliding head on. The way she looks, you'd have to think of mass graves to even log thirty seconds...
The sound shivers through the walls, through the table, through the window frame, and into my finger. These distraction-oholics. These focus-ophobics. Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother is...
The skeleton is just a way to keep your tissue off the floor.
The problem with educating stupid people was that they didn’t know they were stupid.
The previous Madison Spencer would bother to hold their frightened hand, to calm and comfort them. Who I am now, however, I tell them to cry me a stinking shit river and fall down dead, already.
The pinup girl, Betty Grable, sprayed her bare butt and breasts with hairspray until they were wet. That way the top and bottom of her swimsuitstayed glued where she wanted. Hairspray inside your high...
The only person we'll hate more than each other is ourselves.