I just feel that when all is said and done, I am not insane.
You are bound to pick up influences.
Women don't go to war to kill other women. Wars and armies and nuclear weapons are essentially heterosexual hobbies.
Again, I lay awake, and I cried because of waste.
You have to, at least from a distance, look as if you know what you're doing, and I can manage that.
What's the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning? Wish I hadn't.