Make me into anything, but just love me.

History is filled with brilliant people who wanted to fix things and just made them worse.

It's the Marilyn Monroe school of medicine where enough of any drug will cure any disease.

I'm always identifying some fallacy in my own life. I'm sort of making fun of myself by exploring and unpacking just why I'm sort of automatically thrown to be a certain way.

Maybe this is why Misty loved him. Loved you. Because you believed in her so much more than she did. You expected more from her than she did from herself.

Don’t ask me when be­cause I don’t re­mem­ber, but some­where along the way I keep for­get­ting to com­mit sui­cide.

We're all of us haunted and haunting.