One of the pleasures of living by yourself is the privilege of being able to practice, day after day, in whatever order you wish, the rituals that define your tastes and aspirations without any threat of disruption. . . He had loved, a few times briefly but only once seriously. The love wasn't returned and so he made peace with all the aspects of single life that so many people find abhorrent. Now he valued them above all else. Over time he'd mutated from a lonely, watchful person into a completely self-sufficient one, treating himself with the same affection a love would. - Katherine Tessaro
Goodbye, Bunny.
The dead celebrities party was a danceteria success and I quite enjoyed posing as Wendy O. Williams for the night. Warhol danced with Kurt Cobain and Brandon Lee practiced Bollywood moves with Zelda Fitzgerald. Selena and Princess Di got tipsy and fell together on the couch.
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I absolutely loved living by myself. It was completely self-indulgent, no need to worry about any one else's schedule or needs. I only gave it up for a truly wonderful person who wanted to share my life. No need to compromise just to be mated, enjoy the solitude and indulge yourself.
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