I Love To Write And To Get

Awareness Is The Enemy Of Sanity, For Once You Hear The Screaming, It Never Stops.

I Smile To Myself Knowing That They May Be Dead.

I'm Bipolar, But I'm Not Crazy, And I Never Was. I'm Stark Raving Sane.

Your Stockings Prove Your Virtues. Be Certain They Are Clean And Free Of Tears.

Simply Put, If You Are A Wayward Victorian Girl, I'll Find You.