Who’s got better taste in music, young women or old men?
Why is every Cunt turning right?
time is a river that washes the world away
she knows she must end the affair but doesn’t think she can – a common human dilemma
people deny everything now
do you feel lucky punk?
this is not a true confession because you’re still in a state of sin
she’s lost the talent for telling the truth
Why impale yourself, over and over, on a spike that will always be there, no matter what? Do you want to hurt yourself?
She doesn’t tell Susan everything these days, it doesn’t always help
My life is a hashtag 