People Ask Me If I Have Stage

I Can Remember Being Eight Years Old And Having Infinite Possibilities. But Life Ends Up Being So Much Less That We Thought It Would Be When We Were Kids, With Relationships That Are So Empty And Stupid And Brutal. If You Don't Find A Way To Break The Chain And Change In Some Way, Then You Wind Up, As The Rhyme Goes: A Murder Of One, For Sorrow.

If You've Never Stared Off Into The Distance, Then Your Life Is A Shame.

When Everybody Loves Me, I Will Never Be Lonely.

I'm So Busy Trying To Breathe Through The Pain That I'm Breathing Through The Pain Of Being With People, And That Is No Way To Spend A Life. Eventually, They'll Just Go Away, Because You Will Make Them Sad. That's Something I've Proven Quite Adept At Doing Over The Years.

My Life Isn't Necessarily More Important Than Anyone Else's: I'm Just Better In Talking About It.