The reason I never give up hope is because everything is so basically hopeless.

Write as if your parents are dead.

But easy's like, who cares? Easy's like, how much is easy going to get you?

It is hard to remember that you are a cherished spiritual being when you're burping up apple fritters and Cheetos.

Pastor Veronica told the story of a sparrow lying in the street with its legs straight up in the air, straining. a warhorse walks up to it, and says, 'What on earth are you doing?' The sparrow replies, 'I heard the sky was falling, and I wanted to help.'The warhorse sneers-- 'Do you really think you're going to hold back the sky, with those scrawny little legs?' And the sparrow says, 'One does what one can.'

So what are we supposed to do again, when we hate everything? You stop pretending life is such fun or makes sense. It's often messy and cruel and dull, and we do the best we can. It's unfair, and jerks seem to win. But you fall in love with a few people. Like I love you, Elizabeth. You're the angel God sent me.

I write everything as a wake-up call to myself and others, to anyone who may have gotten tired of hitting the snooze button.