I read on the Internet that I was dead.

You fondle my trigger, then you blame my gun

I don't think what I look like is relevant.

Everything that happens to me, I experience it really intensely. I feel it very deeply.

I’m amorous but out of reach / A still life drawing of a peach.

I want to be like the patron saint of reality.

How can you go wrong with two people in love? If a good boy loves a good girl, good. If a good boy loves another good boy, good. And if a good girl loves the goodness in good boys and good girls, then all you have is more goodness, and goodness has nothing to do with sexual orientation.