Awareness is the enemy of sanity, for once you hear the screaming, it never stops.

I could have guessed it all along, cuz now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me

He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.

I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.

Thank you. It used to be knee length, but then I discovered that when I get angry I like to cut things. I'm not allowed to have scissors any more. It's still pretty lengthy, but I've been threatening to shave half of it for the past week and nobody seems to believe me... I do it all myself though because I scream when I'm touched and that scares people.

Life is not like Gloomy Sunday, with a second ending when the people are disturbed.

My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life