Everything Is Acting.

I Was Very Apprehensive, Mostly Because I Didn’t Want To Get Caught. By Now, I Had Begun To Feel Removed From The Everyday World Of Morality. Guilt Had Become More A Fear Of Getting Caught Than Any Sense Of Right Or Wrong.

If God Does Exist, It's In Music And In Art, I Think There's More Spiritually In What I Do Than In A Lot Of Religious Groups Judging, Especially In The Way They've Treated Me In The Past Couple Of Years. I've Grown Tired Of Talking About Religion. It's Time For Me To Move On. I'm Trying To Redefine The Idea Of Spirituality And Make It Now Such A Bad Word For Myself, Because I Find That I Sound Really Stupid Saying It Sometimes

Relationships Never Break Cleanly. Like A Valuable Vase, They Are Smashed And Then Glued Back Together, Smashed And Glued, Smashed And Glued Until The Pieces Just Don't Fit Together Anymore.

I Have Mood Poisoning. Must Be Something I Hate.

The Point Is That Life For Me Is Not Going To Be The Way It Is For Everyone Else. I Have A Fog Machine And Movie Lights In My Bedroom.