I Love You Still, Against My Will.

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

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

Only Love Can Save Me And Love Has Destroyed Me.

I Feel Like I’m Eighty Years Old. I’m Tired Of Life And My Mind Wants To Die.

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.