I'm not the cruel type, but they are, and that's the secret.

since some people had told me that I was ugly, I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light

Parties sickened me. I hated the game-playing, the dirty play, the flirting, the amateurs drunks, the bores.

It is possible to be truly mad and to still exist upon scraps of life.

The hangover was brutal but he didn't mind. It told him he had been somewhere else, someplace good.

my 6 foot goddess makes me laugh the laughter of the mutilated who still need love... she has saved me from everything that is not here

That the young rich smell the stink of the poor and learn to find it a bit amusing. They had to laugh, otherwise it would be too terrifying.