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The window in front of me was like a page and I was writing in a spiral notebook and I got this idea: I drew a sad woman’s face and I wrote what she was thinking and I thought, why can’t I be famous right now. Why can’t I just act that way. Why can’t I record everything down like my life counts, like I’m the Queen of England or Bobby Vee, and that way I can be safe and not have to wait to die to be important. Why can’t I live right now. Because I am not rich, I am not a saint. But I do know this: not all of us were sent here to work.

that’s how men are raised. They’re deluded. They get the idea that they are more important, than, say, their sister. Then they go out into the world and discover that other men are more important than them. So of course they go home and slug their wives.

My whole life had become a big mental health experiment.