Gym Should Be Illegal. It's Humiliating.

I'm The Only One Sitting Alone, Under The Glowing Neon Sign Which Reads, "complete And Total Loser, Not Quite Sane. Stay Away. Do Not Feed.

When Life Sucks, Read. They Can't Yell At You For That. And If They Do, Then You Can Ignore Them.

I Nod Like I’m Listening,like We’re Communicating, And She Never Knows The Difference.

I Have Survived. I Am Here. Confused, Screwed Up, But Here. So, How Can I Find My Way? Is There A Chain Saw Of The Soul, An Ax I Can Take To My Memories Or Fears?

I Am Learning How To Be Angry And Sad And Lonely And Joyful And Excited And Afraid And Happy.