I swear, sometimes it feels like there's this monkey in my head who runs around turning the dials and changing channels on me. One minute I'm sitting around eating chocolate chip cookies and then all of a sudden I'm thinking about bears.

If you ever manage to become perfect, you have to die instantly before you ruin things for everyone else.

That sounds weird: "kill yourself." It makes it sound like you tried to murder someone, only that someone is you.

How come someone always saves the people who try to kill themselves and then makes them tell everyone how sorry they are for ruining their evening? I keep feeling like everyone wants me to apologize for something. but I'm not going to. I don't have anything to apologize for. They're the ones who screwed everything up. Not me. I didn't ask to be saved.

Personally, I think they killed the bear because they were afraid of it. That s what people do, kill the things they re afraid of.

Let me tell something, seeing your name and psychiatric ward on the same piece of paper isn't the best way to start your day.

That's what people do. Kill the things they're afraid of.