Yes, I guess you could say I am a loner, but I feel more lonely in a crowed room with boring people than I feel on my own.

My optimism wears heavy boots and is loud.

Somewhere, someone isn’t impressed by your looks. Not all men jump through the hoops of your fire. You’re unbelievably boring to more people than you’ll ever know.

Everything you do makes my body scream with loneliness.

Marriage equality is a term so ridiculous on its face that when you hear it mentioned, you would think you were in Riyadh. Years from now, perhaps we can lose the equality part, the same-sex part and call it what it is - marriage.

The blues is losing someone you love and not having enough money to immerse yourself in drink.

Early spring is the time for vigorous change, a preparation for the heat-driven oppression that is to come.