Your Misery Is Everyone Else's Entertainment.

Step Out The Front Door Like A Ghost Into The Fog Where Noone Notices The Contrast Of White On White.

I Find That Truly Heartbreaking That, Like, It's Such A Common, Constant Thing In People's Lives - A Brutal Abuse Of People By Other People, And It's Just Accepted.

If You Wrap Yourself In Daffodils I Will Wrap Myself In Pain...

I'm So Busy Trying To Breathe Through The Pain That I'm Breathing Through The Pain Of Being With People, And That Is No Way To Spend A Life. Eventually, They'll Just Go Away, Because You Will Make Them Sad. That's Something I've Proven Quite Adept At Doing Over The Years.

People Ask Me If I Have Stage Fright. I Say, "god, No, I'm Completely Comfortable There. I Have Rest-of-the-day Fright."