I Stuff My Mouth With Old Fabric

Revision Means Throwing Out The Boring Crap And Making What’s Left Sound Natural.

Cutting Pain Was A Different Flavor Of Hurt. It Made It Easier Not To Think About Having My Body And My Family And My Life Stolen, Made It Easier Not To Care... -wintergirls

There Is Nothing Wrong With Me. These Are Really Sick People, Sick That You Can See.

I Am The Space Between My Thighs, Daylight Shining Through.

Principal Principal: Where's Your Late Pass, Mister? Errant Student: I'm On My Way To Get One Now. Pp: But You Can't Be In The Hall Without A Pass. Es: I Know, I'm So Upset. That's Why I Need To Hurry, So I Can Get A Pass. Principal Principal Pauses With A Look On His Face Like Daffy Duck's When Bugs Is Pulling A Fast One. Pp: Well, Hurry Up, Then, And Get That Pass.