I'm A Driven Perfectionist, Very Self-critical.

I Have A Remarkable Ability To Delete All Better Judgement From My Brain When I Get My Head Set On Something. I Have No Sense Of Moderation, No Sense Of Caution. I Have No Sense Pretty Much.

But New Love Only Lasts So Long, And Then You Crash Back Into The Real People You Are, And From As High As We Were, It's A Very Long Fall, And We Hit The Ground With A Thud.

For Me, The First Sign Of Oncoming Madness Is That I'm Unable To Write.

I'm A Driven Perfectionist, Very Self-critical.

You Will Miss Her Sometimes. Bear In Mind She's Trying To Kill You. Bear In Mind You Have A Life To Live.