Love And Hatred Don't Take Turns; They

In My Writing I'm Trying To Explore The Violations People Commit Upon Each Other.

Express Everything You Like. No Word Can Hurt You. None. No Idea Can Hurt You. Not Being Able To Express An Idea Or Word Will Hurt You More. Like A Bullet.

I Was A New Person Then, I Knew Things I Had Not Known Before, I Knew Things That You Can Know Only If You Have Been Through What I Had Just Been Through.

I Had Come To Feel That My Mother's Love For Me Was Designed Solely To Make Me Into An Echo Of Her; And I Didn't Know Why, But I Felt That I Would Rather Be Dead Than Become Just An Echo Of Someone.

I Write A Lot In My Head. The Revision Goes On Internally. It's Not Spontaneous And It Doesn't Have A Schedule.