I Was Tired Of Pretending That I

Holding Frances In My Arms Is The Best Drug In The World.

Oh Well, Whatever, Nevermind.

I Only Remember A Few Things About Jimmy Carter. He Had Big Lips And Liked Peanuts. I Now Know That Jimmy Carter Was And Is A Good Man.

I Really Miss Being Able To Blend In With People.

I Write Poems For Myself And I Write Poetry That Gets Torn Apart And Becomes Songs. I Have A Lot Of Respect For Words, The Power Of Words.