I Had Absolutely No Trauma In My

Maybe If You Spend Your Life Pretending You're On A Movie Set, You Don't Ever Have To Admit That The Walls Are Made Out Of Paper And The Food Is Plastic And The Words In Your Mouth Aren't Really Yours.

Sometimes When You Find Something You Didn't Really Realize You Were Looking For, You Just Don't Know How To React.

Life Isn't Nearly As Stable As We Want It To Be.

How Do You Know That You Are Not Part Of A Book? That Someone's Not Reading Your Story Right Now?

The Optimist In Me Wants To Believe Sexuality Will Eventually Become Like Handwriting: There’s No Right Way And Wrong Way To Do It. We’re All Just Wired Differently. It's Also Worth Noting That When You Meet Someone, You Never Bother To Ask If He’s Right Or Left-handed. After All: Does It Really Matter To Anyone Other Than The Person Holding The Pen?