I'm Not Addicted To Drugs, I'm Addicted

When You Let The Wolves Guard The Hen House, There's Bound To Be A Few Chicken Dinners.

I Can Remember Every Outfit I Wore To Every Party Going Back To 1983.

I Don’t Know How You Look At The Inside Of Your Head — What Metaphor You Choose — But For Those Of Us With Endless Yawning Stretches Of Interior And Nothing But Nothing To Stop Us From Getting Lost In It, Drugs Can Be Wonderfully Helpful.

I Was Definitely The Oddball Freak Show In School.

There Are People Who Have Too Much Space Between Their Ears, And Given The Time, Do Nothing But Free Fall Forever Inside Their Head. It's A Spooky Thing To Be Left Alone Inside An Angry Innerverse.