Dear Anyone Who Finds This, Do not blame the drugs.
When you think about it, giving up your real personality is a small price to pay for the richness of living happily ever after with an actual man!
What is an idea made of? Of future, past and also meanwhile.
I wasn't afraid to be laughed at or be loud.
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
The only reason we find structure in stories is because it's there naturally in human interaction, and in the way that people tell stories.