You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went.
I’m not beautiful, I don’t care. One thing women don’t know is that you don’t have to be beautiful. You don’t have to be beautiful to fuck anyone you want.
Men are clumsy, violent fools, women are a delicate pool of flowers and cobras