Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love.

Oh, and I certainly don't suffer from schizophrenia. I quite enjoy it. And so do I.

I've learned that I work best when I'm entirely naked. The recording process was done that way.

If leeches ate peaches instead of my blood, then I would be free to drink tea in the mud!

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

I'm a big stupid history nerd.

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