Workbook: September, 2011
- September 30, 2011: Scrutiny.
- September 29, 2011: Astonishing and genuine...
- September 28, 2011: When she moved to kiss me I gave her a cheek...
- September 27, 2011: So stoned all the time...
- September 26, 2011: She's more in love with sadness than with me.
- September 25, 2011: To be alone...
- September 24, 2011: I'm third generation factory proletarian stock, babydog.
- September 23, 2011: While she teases you about the party several of the girls walk in...
- September 22, 2011: I was just here, you tell her, let me show you the photo.
- September 21, 2011: If we're only running in for a minute we can park in the green.
- September 20, 2011: Why didn't you ask her home?
- September 19, 2011: Loneliness...
- September 18, 2011: Sarcasm and hyperbole.
- September 17, 2011: Apathy.
- September 16, 2011: Pretty girl at the show.
- September 15, 2011: By and large, people spend their lives waiting.
- September 14, 2011: Intelligence, education, beauty, integrity...
- September 13, 2011: Her complications have complicated me.
- September 12, 2011: Is she all...
- September 11, 2011: But, through all that, I never ask her.
- September 10, 2011: At the party you talk to everyone.
- September 9, 2011: "I'm not happy with Mexican men."
- September 8, 2011: Where's her boyfriend?
- September 7, 2011: Hard to see her go.
- September 6, 2011: She reads to me from her journal.
- September 5, 2011: Obsessional neurosis.
- September 4, 2011: Vampire and the Sun:
- September 3, 2011: Calm down.
- September 2, 2011: Talk too much.
- September 1, 2011: Says: