I hollowed out, stopped listening to music, never picked up a pencil, started slipping into old habits. All of the vibrancy I used to see became de-saturated. Lost Slowly, once I had done enough damage to myself, I began to climb out of the hole. Clean. When I made it out, the only thing left inside was the voice, and for the second time in my life, I no longer ignored it - because it was my own.

no matter how ugly the world gets or how stupid it shows me it is, I always have faith

I'm not used to saying I'm gonna do something and i don't do it.

Oh how wrong we were to think immortality meant never dying

I'm not drunk, just a little stoned.

It's for the hamster that I'm gonna buy! This is so perfect! (after opening a hamster wheel at Christmas)

If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you can find out first hand what it's like to be me.