Still, The Word "boyfriend" Starts To Sound

My Life Is Like A Lone, Forgotten Q-tip In The Second-to-last Drawer.

My Fear Is That I Will Be Crushed In An Elevator And My Mother Will Get Hold Of My Journals From My Adolescence.

[my Grandparents] Were From Texas. El Paso. White Trash.

I Don't Really Understand It - Marriage.

Anything You Can Do In Excess For The Wrong Reasons Is Exciting To Me.