Sometimes if you let people do things to you, you're really doing it to them.

Worries find you easily enough without inviting them.

There's no app for a bourbon buzz on a warm day in a cool, dark bar. The world will always want a drink.

I've always been partial to the image of liquor as lubrication, a layer of protection from all the sharp thoughts in your head.

Dark sides are important. They should be nurtured like nasty black orchids.

Women get consumed. Not surprising, considering the sheer amount of traffic a woman's body experiences. Tampons and speculums. Cocks, fingers, vibrators and more, between the legs, from behind, in the mouth.

There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold.