Dreams Can Be Deceiving, Like Faces Are

I Have Never Bought Myself A Computer Or A Phone, But Guys In My Life Have Bought Them For Me, For Whatever Reason. So Now I Have Them.

At My Lowest Moments, I Think Of People Who Come To Shows. I Still Get Very Sad And Sometimes I Feel Like I Have No Friends, But When That Happens Now, I'll Think Of People Whose Names Or Faces I Don't Know - They're My Friends And They Love Me. I've Got Them. It Really Does Save Me. I Still Feel Awkward, But That's The One Thing I Can Grab Onto At My Lowest Points.

I'm Here Because Of What I Write. Obviously, I Must Know Something

I Might Sound Crazy About This But, Years Ago, My Mom Told Me: "we Almost Died When You Were Born. Both Of Us." I Was A Caesarean Baby, And The Doctor Who Delivered Me Later Told Me, "i Opened Your Mother Up, And You Were Right There. It Freaked Me Out Because Everything Was Broken And Out-there." I've Thought About It A Lot - Could This Have Something To Do With The Fact That I'm Only Happy When I'm At Home And Alone? Maybe I Was Just Freaking Out For Two Weeks Before I Was Born, Feeling Really Insecure.

What Will An Angel Say That The Devil Wants To Know?