I Never Want To Be The Producer

Perhaps Sunlight Had Always Been Luminous, And Doorways Signs Of Greater Passage Than That Of One Room To Another. But She’d Not Noticed It Until Now.

You Just Have To Trust Your Own Madness.

Being With People Makes Me Vomit. I Don't Like Em. I Never Did.

Anyway, It's Gone. And There's Nothing Left In My Pocket To Charm You. So From Now On It's Going To Have To Be Tears Or Nothing I'm Afraid. That's All I've Got Left To Tell You See: Tears, Tears, Tears.

A Man Kills The Thing He Loves, And He Must Die A Little Himself.