I don't want to be a spokesperson.

I will get stoned and worship Satan.

All my life, I never believed most things I read in history books and a lot of things I learned in school. But now I've found I don't have the right to make a judgment on someone based on something I've read. I don't have the right to judge anything. That's the lesson I've learned

Birds... scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth. They know the truth. Screaming bloody murder all over the world in our ears, but sadly we don't speak bird.

I hate myself, and I want to die

Expression and the right to express is vital, anyone can be artistic.

I mean I like to be passionate and sincere but I also like to have fun and act like a dork.