My Mind Goes To Tragedy First.

Hunger Hurts, But Starving Works, When It Costs Too Much To Love.

I Took Off My Glasses While You Were Yelling At Me Once More Than Once So As Not To See You See Me React. Should've Put 'em, Should've Put 'em On Again So I Could See You See Me Sincerely Yelling Back.

These Days I Don't Know Who Really Likes Me. I Always Assume Most People Are Bullshitting Me.

I Don't Want To Be One Of Those People Who Claim To Hate Labels, But It's True. I Even Feel That We've Got It All Wrong With The Whole Gay/straight Thing. There Is A Spectrum. Everybody Is Completely Different. Some People Are Way Over On This Side Of The Spectrum, Some Are On The Other Side, And Some Are Crossed In Certain Ways.

When You're Surrounded By All These People, It Can Be Even Lonelier Than When You're By Yourself. You Can Be In A Huge Crowd, But If You Don't Feel Like You Can Trust Anybody Or Talk To Anybody, You Feel Like You're Really Alone.