Death Is The Last Intimate Thing We

I Knew What Was Like To Finally Be Seduced By The Thing You Hunted. Mine Just Happened To Be A More Traditional Seduction. Okay, At Least I Was Still Among The Living.

There Comes A Point When You Either Embrace Who And What You Are, Or Condemn Yourself To Be Miserable All Your Days. Other People Will Try To Make You Miserable; Don't Help Them By Doing The Job Yourself.

When God Ignores You, The Devil Starts Looking Good.

He's No More Human Than I Am, Ma Petite." At Least I'm Not Dead." That Can Be Remedied.

Can You Truly Love Anyone If You Do Not First Love Yourself? If You Hate Yourself, Can You Love Anyone Else? If You Do Not Accept All Of Who You Are, Can You Accept Anyone Else? Hard Questions. It Remains To Be Seen Whether I Get Any Answers, Hard, Or Otherwise.