“…when I write about myself, is it truly the truth I want...to find out who I am? What is the good of that? I want to feel a little less uneasy. We drag our acts behind us like a string of monsters.”
Loved it so much, I got another one.

“…when I write about myself, is it truly the truth I want...to find out who I am? What is the good of that? I want to feel a little less uneasy. We drag our acts behind us like a string of monsters.”
Loved it so much, I got another one.