Success is a beast. And it actually puts the emphasis on the wrong thing. You get away with more instead of looking within.
I don't think men get enough flowers. A deeper pink or red peonies are my favorite. But I'll take anything, really.
I just... my childhood seems, when I look back, to be largely composed of reading, lying on the bed. I mean, my mother was always shouting, 'Go outside!' But she shouted it at all of us. I think I was just kind of... rather an introverted child, probably.
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