The whole thing reminds me of a Joan Didion quote that I feel like I will later on be embarrassed I even put in here.
Realize that the further you push your feelings down, the deeper they become planted in your veins. Understand this very well because that is what has happened here.
I’d say I think about death in an incredibly self-absorbed way, because it usually comes up whenever I consider whether or not what I’m doing is actually Important or Worthy. This happens often. I am always stressed.
Extra strength Tylenol
No Pressure. Just Write.
My winner’s picks are Jordan, Robby, Sal, or Jonathan.
“Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing.”
“Ernest Hemingway writes literature and why Joan Didion writes women’s literature.”
Ronna admitted that she is jealous of him even if he’s totally straight; she’s worried that I’m going to become Manhattan-trendy and start shooting heroin. She said she’s been wanting to ask me if I’m in love with him. “I am, a little,” I told her.
Laurel Rossellini wrote a paper on bikinis, Speedos and orgasms today, so I think she’s flirting with me. She wrote something about “guys with just the right size penis.”