I have to return some videotapes

She laughs and looks out the window and I think for a minute that she's going to start to cry. I'm standing by the door and I look over at the Elvis Costello poster, at his eyes, watching her, watching us, and I try to get her away from it, so I tell her to come over here, sit down, and she thinks I want to hug her or something and she comes over to me and puts her arms around my back and says something like 'I think we've all lost some sort of feeling.

Why would I care what other people are thinking? I don't care what an audience thinks of me.

But this was what happened when you didn't want to visit and confront the past: the past starts visiting and confronting you.

How could she ever understand that there isn't any way could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?

Baby, when you were young and your heart was an open book, you used to say live and let live. You know you did, you know you did, you know you did.

Disappear Here. The syringe fills with blood. You're a beautiful boy and that's all that matters. Wonder if he's for sale. People are afraid to merge. To merge.