If Marilyn Monroe was alive right now, what would she be doing?' Clawing at the roof of her coffin.

After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.

Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God flushed down the toilet.

You don’t care where I live or how I feel, or what I eat or how I feed my kids or how I pay the doctor if I get sick, and yes I am stupid and bored and weak, but I am still your responsibility.

Are these things really better than the things I already have? Or am I just trained to be dissatisfied with what I have now?

Abortion occurs so frequently in my stories. Abortion sort of synthesizes both sex and death. To have sex and death placed as close to one another as possible is always a goal of mine.

You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.