The rain's been racing earthwards as if with some religious or political fanaticism. The clouds have the look of dark internal bleeding. Surely you lot look up from Cosmo while this sort of thing's going on? Surely you take a Playstation break?

The rain's been racing earthwards as if with some religious or political fanaticism. The clouds have the look of dark internal bleeding. Surely you lot look up from Cosmo while this sort of thing's going on? Surely you take a Playstation break?

Pain revealed the paltry dimensions of love. The paltry dimensions of everything, in fact, except pain.

Nicotine and alcohol embraced in my system like long-parted siblings, grateful to me for reuniting them.

I'm an American. We're a people diseased with progress.

Falling in love makes the unknown known. Falling out of love reverses the process.

The message is clear: By all means become an abomination -- but only while unhinged by grief or wrath.