Topics... are what people talk about when they don't know each other well. Topics... are what men talk about..

I love the slow, warming sensation of my body going numb when I drink..

What was it called, that symbol of the serpent eating its own tail? It probably signified infinity, endlessness, timelessness. But for me it would ….

Little things. The thought of losing them makes them unbearably dear ... I only think of the sweetness. Simple things. The quarter moon, the taste of….

I hate jealousy. At least it's its own punishment; it makes me feel like hell..

You were the best thing in my life … I did love you. I do. As much as I’ve ever loved anyone, as much as I can. It feels like a lot – it takes up my ….

Misery alternates with euphoria..

I often think my life would be a lot easier if I were a mute..

... laughter is cathartic and cleansing, that it's good for the body and the soul, and when it's real it's better than sex..