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I Don't Like Rides. I Take Everything In Life Quite Literally, And So I Genuinely Feel Terrified On Rides And Liable To Vomit At Any Moment, And I Hate To Vomit Even More Than I Fear Rides. So, All This To Say, I Don't Have A Favorite Ride. I Don't Go On Rides. Well, That's Not True. A Few Years Ago I Had A Beautiful, Romantic Moment On The Ferris Wheel At Coney Island, Known As The Wonder Wheel, And So I Guess That's My Favorite Ride, Though Even That, To Be Frank, Terrified Me.

A Lot Of Readers Have Actually Helped Me, Been Really Sweet To Me... So Maybe My Cry For Help Has Sometimes Been Answered.

I Didn't Think I Was In A Morbid Mood, But It Appears I Am. My Mind Goes Round And Round Trying To Figure Things Out, But I Always Come Back To The Same Two Things: Loneliness And Death. Life Ends Before We Figure Anything Out, Most Importantly How Not To Be Lonely. Solitude Is Fine. But Feeling Like You Have No One To Love - Abject Lonliness - Is Not Alright.

Then Again, The Name, The Associations With A Writer's Name, Can Add To The Reader's Entertainment And Pleasure.

I Was Aware That I Was Acting Atrociously But I Couldn't Stop Myself. Rarely Had I Behaved In Such A Manner. But I Guess When We're Feeling Lonely In Life, We Attack Those Who Actually Do Love Us. It's One Of The Things That Characterizes Human Nature And Can Be Summed Up In One Word: Flawed.