Here I Am And There Is My

It Is Myself I Have Never Met Whose Face Is Pasted On The Underside Of My Mind

But You Have Friends. You Have A Lot Of Friends. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave. What Do You Offer Your Friends To Make Them So Supportave What Do You Offer. " ...if I Could Remember Any More Of My Lines I'd Add Them So Basically This Is A Preface To The Whole Play. I Would Like To Quote The Whole Play. Currently My Mind Is Afraid To Remember The Play.

I Am An Emotional Plagiarist, Stealing Other People's Pain, Subsuming It Into My Own Until I Can't Remember Whose It Is Any More.

There's Not A Drug On Earth Can Make Life Meaningful

Have You Made Any Plans? Take An Overdose, Slash My Wrists Then Hang Myself. All Those Things Together? It Couldn't Possibly Be Misconstrued As A Cry For Help.