People Aren't Always What You Want Them

Wow, You're Awesome And The Universe Loves A Winner, So The Universe Must Really Love You!

Greetings, Ax Murderer! I Was Just Wondering How You Like Your Eggs?

No One Asks How Or What I Am Doing. They Could Not Care Less. We’re All Looking Glasses, We Girls, Existing Only To Reflect Their Images Back To Them As They’d Like To Be Seen. Hollow Vessels Of Girls To Be Rinsed Of Our Own Ambitions, Wants, And Opinions, Just Waiting To Be Filled With The Cool, Tepid Water Of Gracious Compliance. A Fissure Forms In The Vessel. I’m Cracking Open.

The Hand You Hold The Longest Is Your Own.

Things Aren't Good Or Bad In And Of Themselves. It's What We Do With Them That Makes Them So.