There's Not A Drug On Earth Can

What I Sometimes Mistake For Ecstasy Is Simply The Absence Of Grief.

Please. Don’t Switch Off My Mind By Attempting To Straighten Me Out. Listen And Understand, And When You Feel Contempt Don’t Express It, At Least Not Verbally, At Least Not To Me.

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She's Talking About Herself In The Third Person Because The Idea Of Being Who She Is, Of Acknowledging That She Is Herself, Is More Than Her Pride Can Take.

I Feel Like I’m Eighty Years Old. I’m Tired Of Life And My Mind Wants To Die.