Life Is A Cruel, Horrible Joke And

Then I Overdosed At 28, At Which Point I Began To Accept The Bipolar Diagnosis.

Never Love For Me, Only Obsession.

I Am A Very Discreet Human When It Comes To Other People.

Certainly There Are People Who Like Me, But Then There Are Those Who Don't Know Me Who Gossip About Me. You Can't Believe The Things I've Heard.

Nobody Wants To Read About A Good-looking Happy Person.