If I Can't Be Beautiful, I Want

Nothing Feels As Awful As Pouring Your Heart Out To Some Talk Therapist, Then Realizing This So-called Professional Is Actually Vastly Stupid And You've Just Professed Your Most Secret Secrets To Some Goon Who's Wearing One Brown Sock And One Blue Sock.

Because Everything Up To Now Is A Story And Everything After Now Is A Story.

The Bad News Is We Don't Have Any Control. The Good News Is We Can't Make Any Mistakes.

On A Night Without Moon Or Stars You Can't See A Thing, But You Can Imagine Anything.

It's Not Living Alone If You Keep A Rifle Under The Bed.