I think it's more interesting if you go all the way with the world you have, and really look at it, and push it to an even more extreme extreme.

I really did not feel okay about any of this, and there was really nothing I could do about any of it.

My ideal life is just lounging around the house and every once in a while I'll kind of write something, and then I'll leave and eat something and masturbate or whatever - just this very fluid life of comforting myself.

Inelegantly, and without my consent, time passed.

He was worried she would not let him love her with the stain. He had already decided long ago, twenty or thirty minutes ago, that the stain was fine. He had only seen it for a moment, but he was already used to it. It was good. It somehow allowed them to have more.

It was a small thing, but it was a thing, and things have a way of either dying or growing, and it wasn’t dying.

I made orange juice from concentrate and showed her the trick of squeezing the juice of one real orange into it. It removes the taste of being frozen. She marveled at this, and I laughed and said, Life is easy. What I meant was, Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.