#yearmeme

Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well—you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.

I got too intense for him. That's my problem with people: I'm too intense for them. I need someone like Dennis Hopper. A cute, young, gay Dennis Hopper. In the meantime, I am through with love and all that it meant to me.

Do I just stand in the kitchen until I rest in peace? It's been said, "People die for money, birds die for food." To die for money is a man's business, but to die for food? That is for the birds.

When we were younger, we should have fought. It would have done us a world of good. I never dared. You neither. We were too sensible, too well-bred. It's a pity. When violence has no outlet...for a couple, that's the end.

I couldn't hurt you. It's so nice to talk with you, like we are almost related. The way you speak, your gestures, your mouth, everything. It's delightful to behave in that rather weak sort of way with you. Just think: me, your master, confessing to you, my pathetic little worm whom I could utterly crush if I chose to.

— The Child is beautiful, is he not? Even you can see that. — But he is your toy, and you are his mouthpiece.

I am glad the journey is set, I am glad I am going, I am glad, I am glad, that my friends don't know what I think