He wanted to hit something or someone. He wanted to burn up the whole world, heal it, and burn it down again.

Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.

I've been poked and prodded in places I'd always prided myself on keeping untouched for that one special doctor who gives me a ring and a promise someday.

What you want can be yours. But you must first know what it is you want.

So, now I've been to see a drug counselor who told me I need to lay off the drugs and talk about my feelings, and a shrink who heard what I had to say and immediately put me on drugs.

Time has no meaning. I feel as if I have been left in the desert to die and am eagerly awaiting the vultures to begin their work and end my misery.

They misspelled 'party.' How evil genius can they be?