My head'll explode if I continue with this escapism.
The laws governed people's happiness. To be lawless was to be happy.
People are sheep. TV is the shepherd.
I didn't know if I should put my faith in God or Satan. Was there really a difference at the end of the day, when we were all going to be dead souls anyway?
My inner goddess confirms that staring at a beautiful/rich/powerful face is the basis of True Love.
Last night I was seriously considering whether I was a bisexual or not but I don't think so though I'm not sure if I'd like to be and argh I don't think there's anything wrong with that, if you like a person, you like the person, not their genitals.