It is women who love horror. Gloat over it. Feed on it. Are nourished by it. Shudder and cling and cry out-and come back for more.
It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror....
I don't think balance is something you get from someone else it's something...
Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go wandering in nature.
