How could I possibly try to pretend the sunlight doesn’t exist, now that it’s taken so much of me?

Making fake promises while wearing a fancy dress... that isn't enough. Promises take more work than that.

I am confident, I am capable, and I will not wait to be rescued by a woodsman or a hunter.

How could I possibly try to pretend the sunlight doesn’t exist, now that it’s taken so much of me?

I'm friggin' awesome! So screw the haters!

Knowledge does have a way of making you an outcast.

It's just that it's impossible to be a broken or whole person. You can only be a person. You can only exist, you can only belong to yourself, and you can only be responsible for your own happiness or belonging or whatever. That broken-part-piece-whole thing is just a trick of the mortal mind.