Since I Was A Small Child, I

Ella Was Vapid And Worthless At Least Nine-tenths Of The Time, But When She Got Really Mad, Her Face Became Sharp And Purposeful. Almost Vicious. Like If Barbie Were Suddenly Possessed By Atilla The Hun.

As Pathetic As It Was, She'd Rather Hold On To The Possibility Of Something Perfect Than Be Hit With The Reality Of Nothing Much.

The Human Heart Was Undeniably The Stupidest Organ In The Body.

You See, Suzanne, History Lectures Bore Me, Art Films Bore Me, Your Friends Bore Me, And, If You Want To Know The Truth, I Guess You Bore Me Too.

Love Was More Than Blind. It Was Deaf And Dumb, Too. It Was Catatonic. It Was Vegetative.