I'm too conceited for therapy.
Coffee justifies the existence of the word 'aroma'.
Nothing holds love together like shared vice or collusive perversion.
The first horror is there's horror. The second is you accommodate it.
That's what happens when you keep a secret from someone you love: you start to hate them for allowing you to prove your own willingness to deceive them.
Just because life's meaningless doesn't mean we can't experience it meaningfully.