My mom said I was an escapist at heart.... that I preferred imaginary worlds to the real one

I had feared that love would make me vulnerable. Instead I felt empowered.

I've always felt that any establishment that doesn't welcome me with open arms doesn't deserve my patronage.

I have to warn you that my bedroom isn't the best place to stage an assault on me. It's where I'm at my weakest, with my bed a mere twenty feet away.

My mom said I was an escapist at heart.... that I preferred imaginary worlds to the real one

Life is easier in black and white. It's the ambiguity of a world defined in grays that has stripped me of my confidence and left me powerless.

We're all lost souls here. It's a good thing we've got each other.