I just look around and say, I'm a mess. I don't know why I do things.
Common sense is so very simple but very difficult to grasp.
I'm just happy I'm not a phoney.
I want your heart, I want to eat your children.
I don't understand why people would want to get rid of pigeons. They don't bother no one.
I'll never be happy. I believe I'll die alone. I would want it that way. I've been a loner all my life with my secrets and my pain. I'm really lost, but I'm trying to find myself. I'm really a sad, pathetic case. My whole life has been a waste. I've been a failure. I just want to escape.