I Smile To Myself Knowing That They

Thank You. It Used To Be Knee Length, But Then I Discovered That When I Get Angry I Like To Cut Things. I'm Not Allowed To Have Scissors Any More. It's Still Pretty Lengthy, But I've Been Threatening To Shave Half Of It For The Past Week And Nobody Seems To Believe Me... I Do It All Myself Though Because I Scream When I'm Touched And That Scares People.

Perfume Was First Created To Mask The Stench Of Foul And Offensive Odors... Spices And Bold Flavorings Were Created To Mask The Taste Of Putrid And Rotting Meat... What Then Was Music Created For? Was It To Drown Out The Voices Of Others, Or The Voices Within Ourselves? I Think I Know.

Awareness Is The Enemy Of Sanity, For Once You Hear The Screaming, It Never Stops.

We Will Paste Upon The Curled Pages Words Like Charming And Romantic And Sentimental Forgetting That Charming Is Witchcraft Romantic Is Love And Sentiment Is What Makes Us Human

It Gives Me Strength To Have Somebody To Fight For; I Can Never Fight For Myself, But, For Others, I Can Kill.