The Day Is Done. I'm Having Fun.

I Have Very Bad Posture.

I Remember Feeling Ashamed, For Some Reason. I Was Ashamed Of My Parents. I Couldn't Face Some Of My Friends At School Anymore, Because I Desperately Wanted To Have The Classic, You Know, Typical Family. Mother, Father. I Wanted That Security, So I Resented My Parents For Quite A Few Years Because Of That.

Wanting To Be Someone Else Is A Waste Of Who You Are

All In All Is All We Are.

The Finest Day I Ever Had Was When Tomorrow Never Came.