It was hollow, my triumph, I could feel that, but I held on to it just the same.

There are things that make us choose, on certain days, on certain nights, the opposite of love, in all its variations. But I want to acknowledge that with love and hate it's not simply one or the other. It's at least two, three, four, five different emotions existing at once, side by side, a broad spectrum of things alive.

It's not that I'm a very good person. It's that I think I should at least look at the ways in which I am not a good person, the ways in which I so readily become the person who would not notice that the wonderful clothing I'm wearing someone is probably dying for.

...yet a memory cannot be trusted, for so much of the experience of the past is determined by the experience of the present.

I like to be in my pajamas all day. Sometimes I don't wash for days because I like to read and sit around. I like to eat in bed.

I suppose you could say I love outlaw American culture.

I wouldn't mind being labeled as "angry," if it wasn't used once again to denigrate and belittle.