Yesterday I wanted to turn inside out.

Everything is to protect you. I exist in case you need to be protected.

I am willing to be annoying if that's what was necessary.

"My insides don't match up with my outsides." "Do anyone's inside and outsides match up?" "I don't know. I'm only me." "Maybe that's what a person's personality is: the difference between the inside and the outside."

I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: "Do you like me?

If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d've done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much.