I've suffered betrayal with all five senses. For over a year.

I assumed everything bad in the world could happen, because everything bad in the world already did happen.

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.

I would have done anything to feel real again.

And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.

Most beautiful, good things were done by women people scorn.

What an indulgence it would be, to just blow off my head, all my mean spirits disappearing with a gun blast, like blowing a seedy dandelion apart.