We've Lost More Men To Homosexuality Than

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In A Bad Marriage, Friends Are The Invisible Glue. If We Have Enough Friends, We May Go On For Years, Intending To Leave, Talking About Leaving -instead Of Actually Getting Up And Leaving.

If There's Anything The World Disdains More Than Uppity Young Women, It's Uppity Old Women. Dying Young Has Always Been A Woman's Best Career Move.

I Convinced Myself That Sadness And Compromise Were The Ways Of The World.

Driving Me Away Is Easier Than Saying Goodbye.