I'm in love. So kill me.

Masochism is a valuable job skill.

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

Either a species learns to control its own population, or something like disease, famine, war, will take care of the issue.

I was tired and crazy and rushed, and every time I boarded a plane, I wanted the plane to crash. I envied people dying of cancer. I hated my life. I was tired and bored with my job and my furniture, and I couldn’t see any way to change things. Only end them.

They assume she was once gorgeously beautiful. Because now she looks so—bad.

The liberator who destroys my property is fighting to save my spirit. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free.