"I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should"

"I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness."

"You’re still going to get criticized, so you might as well do whatever the fuck you want."