I had a brother who was my savior, made my childhood bearable.

You don't want to do something that's all terrifying.

I never can satisfy some need in me to achieve something of incredible hight. For my sake. It puzzles me deeply. And it sours my life. So there is a permanent dissatisfaction.

What is the point of it all? Not leaving legacies. But being ripe. Being ripe.

Why is my needle stuck in childhood? I don't know why. I guess it's because that's where my heart is.

Childhood is cannibals and psychotics vomiting in your mouth!

We're animals. We're violent. We're criminal. And if I've done anything, I've had kids express themselves as they are.