There Are No Uncriminal Crimes.

Voices In The Darkness Scream Away My Mental Health, Can I Ask A Question To Help Me Save Me From Myself?

The Road To Nowhere Leads To Me.

I'll Kind Of Tend To Beat Myself Up Because I Just Want It To Sound Better Than Better.

My Stay In Camp Betty Was The Longest I'd Been Without Drink Or Drugs In My Adult Life. [...] At First, They Put Me In A Room With A Guy Who Owned A Bowling Alley, But He Snored Like An Asthmatic Horse, So I Moved And Ended Up With A Depressive Mortician. [...] The Mortician Snored Even Louder Than The Bowling Alley Guy - He Was Like A Moose With A Tracheotomy.

I Have A Saying. 'never Judge A Book By Its Cover'. I Say That Because I Don't Even Know Who Ozzy Is. I Wake Up A New Person Every Day.