I'm very insecure--I get depressed when I find out the people I hate don't
like me. I'm kind of paranoid too. I often think the car in front of me is
following me the long way around.
-- Dennis Miller
If I could read your mind, love,
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel,
The kind the drugstore sells,
When you reach the part where the heartaches come,
The hero would be me,
Heroes often fail,
You won't read that book again, because
the ending is just too hard to take....