Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors... Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat... What then was music created for? Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? I think I know.

Nothing in my life has ever made me want to commit suicide more than people's reaction to my trying to commit suicide.

Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

I only sleep with people I love, which is why I have insomnia.

Then I break a glass and I slit my very innermost thigh so that I can pretend that I'm menstru--- well, unavailable.

And falling's just another way to fly.

I smile to myself knowing that they may be dead.