So Much Grief, So Much

Books Were A Lot Less Messy Than Orgasms.

And You Work For That Demon, Right? The One Who Looks Like Matthew Broderick?” “john Cusack,” I Corrected. “he Looks Like John Cusack.” “whatever.

And Hey, If I Keep Loving You, Maybe You'll Eventually Crack And Love Me Too.

There Was No "me" In Alchemy. Well, Phonetically There Was, But That Wasn't The Point.

ʺthings Are Going To Get Worse Before They Get Better, Arenʹt They?ʺ