Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

I'm bipolar, but I'm not crazy, and I never was. I'm stark raving sane.

EA: Is it the smoke that smells like vanilla? Audience: Yeah. EA: Yeah, they do that to mask the chemicals that are actually killing you.

Your stockings prove your virtues. Be certain they are clean and free of tears.

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

Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

I smile to myself knowing that they may be dead.