I'm Bipolar, But I'm Not Crazy, And

Studies Show: Intelligent Girls Are More Depressed Because They Know What The World Is Really Like Don't Think For A Beat It Makes It Better When You Sit Her Down And Tell Her Everything Gonna Be All Right She Knows In Society She Either Is A Devil Or An Angel With No In Between She Speaks In The Third Person So She Can Forget That She's Me

I've Learned That I Work Best When I'm Entirely Naked. The Recording Process Was Done That Way.

If You're Going To Die, Then Die. If You Are Going To Live, Then Fight.

I Only Sleep With People I Love, Which Is Why I Have Insomnia.

And, What's More, This 'precious' Body, The Very Same That Is Hooted And Honked At, Demeaned Both In Daily Life As Well As In Ever Existing Form Of Media, Harrassed, Molested, Raped, And, If All That Wasn't Enough, Is Forever Poked And Prodded And Weighed And Constantly Wrong For Eating Too Much, Eating Too Little, A Million Details Which All Point To The Solitary Girl, To Every Solitary Girl, And Say: Destroy Yourself.