I Am Terrified By This Dark Thing

I Used To Pray To Recover You.

Only I Wasn't Steering Anything, Not Even Myself.

I Can't Be Satisfied With The Colossal Job Of Merely Living.

I Began To See Why Woman-haters Could Make Such Fools Of Women. Woman-haters Were Like Gods: Invulnerable And Chock Full Of Power. They Descended, And Then They Disappeared. You Could Never Catch One.

I Felt Wise And Cynical As All Hell.