I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!
They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!
I'm afraid to live and afraid to die.
How can thoughts hurt so much when they aren't even physical?
Lying - remembering beauty in truth.
The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus "Not me! I didn't think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.