sometimes there's nothing to say about death.

there is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy

I can almost understand why people leap from bridges.

Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.

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

Well, people got attatched. Once you cut the umbilical cord they attatched to the other things. Sight, sound, sex, money, mirages, mothers, masturbation, murder, and Monday morning hangovers.