Love will make a way out of no way

In health we're doing the digestive system. We each got assigned a topic for an oral report. I got the small intestine. I swear to god I hate my life.

It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me

Remember how you used to be able to feel your bed breathing and the walls spinning when you were a kid?

I run a tight ship, but I try and make it seem like I'm not doing that at all.

When I work on a book, I usually start with a question. And I don't sit around and go "I need to write a book. What's a good question?" It will be a question that's just clanging around in my head.

what is an imaginary friend? are there also imaginary enemies?