You may well ask how I expect to assert my privacy by resorting to the outrageous publicity of being one's actual self on paper. There's a possibility of it working if one chooses the terms, to wit: outshouting image-gimmick America through a quietly desperate search for self.
Monogamy and prostitution go together.
Hostility is expressed in a number of ways. One is laughter.
There are only moments. Live in this one. The happiness of these days.
Homosexuality was invented by a straight world dealing with its own bisexuality.
Hell, I don't want to grow old at all. I never want to die.