Your Hair Is An Act Of God.

There Is An Objective Reality In Which My Body And Mind Are One. But I Am Not Here And Never Have Been.

I Don’t Have Music, Christ I Wish I Had Music But All I Have Is Words.

To Feed, Help, Protect, Comfort, Console, Support, Nurse, Or Heal To Be Fed, Helped, Nursed, Protected, Comforted, Consoled, Supported, Nursed, Or Healed To Form Mutually Enjoyable, Enduring, Cooperating And Reciprocating Relationship With Other, With An Equal To Be Forgiven To Be Loved To Be Free

I'm Here, Got No Choice. But You, You Should Be Telling People.

There's Not A Drug On Earth Can Make Life Meaningful