Most Of The Time You Need Something

I Had Really Bad Obsessive-compulsive Disorder. At Its Worst, I Was Compelled To Leave My House At Three O'clock In The Morning And Go Out In The Alley Because I Just Knew That The Paper-towel Roll I Threw In The Recycling Bin Was Uncomfortable, Like It Was Lying The Wrong Way, And I Would Be Down In The Garbage.

Everything That Happens To Me, I Experience It Really Intensely. I Feel It Very Deeply.

I Still Don't Know What Episcopalian Means.

If There Was A Better Way To Go Then It Would Find Me I Can't Help It, The Road Just Rolls Out Behind Me Be Kind To Me, Or Treat Me Mean I'll Make The Most Of It, I'm An Extraordinary Machine

Everybody Sees Me As This Sullen And Insecure Little Thing. Those Are Just The Sides Of Me That I Feel It's Necessary To Show Because No One Else Seems To Be Showing Them.