I Don’t Have Music, Christ I Wish

Once You Have Perceived That Life Is Very Cruel, The Only Response Is To Live With As Much Humanity, Humour And Freedom As You Can.

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.

She's Talking About Herself In The Third Person Because The Idea Of Being Who She Is, Of Acknowledging That She Is Herself, Is More Than Her Pride Can Take.

Here I Am And There Is My Body Dancing On Glass.

If You Died It Would Be Like My Bones Had Been Removed. No One Would Know Why, But I Would Collapse.