Pity And Friendship Seek Different Habitations.

I Actually Have A Life I Said I Wanted To Have. I Wanted To Tell Stories I Want And Be With My Family. I'm Whispering It, Because I'm A Quarter Jewish And Afraid It's All Going To Be Taken Away.

A Small Step In A Good Direction.

The Lands Are Lit With All The Autumn Blaze Of Golden-rod, And Everywhere The Purple Asters Nod And Bend And Wave And Flit.

Oh, Write Of Me, Not Died In Bitter Pains, But Emigrated To Another Star!

If There's A Message, It's That The Unlovable And Unattractive Parts Of Ourselves Should Be Embraced. The Only Real Currency Between People Is What Happens When They're Not Cool. And I Hope People Feel Ok About Not Being Cool.