“Why are people...in general...no matter WHAT their sexual predisposition soooooo freakin' screwed up? It's like we grab onto SOMEONE and hang on for dear life...doesn't matter if it's good for the one doing the hanging on or the one being held. Gads...is it all just the habit or the routine thing? It becomes a habit...or routine...and we just continue doing it even though it has outlived its usefulness sometimes by years? Fear? Of being alone...of change...of having to look at yourself, who you are...your faults...of facing whatever it is that made you this way in the first place?”
Yeah...those are mine...