I Never Apologized For Anything In My

I'm Sort Of Like A Maniac, And I Can't Get Out Of It.

I Don't Trust Or Love Anyone. Because People Are So Creepy. Creepy Creepy Creeps. Creeping Around. Creeping Here And Creeping There. Creeping Everywhere.

I Constantly Try To Reinvent My Sensibilities And My Ideas. I Enjoy Some Of The Satisfaction That I Get When I Feel Good About What I've Done. But The Process Is Quite Lonely And Quite Painful.

I Heard My Mother Talking Badly Of Me To People Who Were Talking Badly Of Me In Her Salon. That's Probably The Thing That I'm Most Sensitive Of In All My Friendships And My Relationships. I Just... I Just Can't Take That. I'm Comfortable With Enemies, But I Can't Take It From Friends.

I'm The Happiest The Saddest Guy In The World Can Be.