I looked at sky this morning and realized summer is almost gone which really made me sad because it doesn't seem as though its been here at all.

I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books.

I love Coos Bay, and I love Acid!

She didn't know whether she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.

It's a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.

I feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.