A women who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations.

I’m still afraid of being totally honest. I’m more afraid of this than dying.

A women who does not know herself has no choice other than to live with other people's evaluations.

I'm this superphilosophical kind of person. Stuck in a prison of abstract ideas and overpowering emotions, I have this personality that makes it really hard to survive.

[..] and there are tons of people I hate so much that I wouldn't mind taking them out. But killing them wouldn't get me anywhere - that's the conclusion I always come to. If I'm going to pay for it in the end, I might as well let them live.

Friends are a weird thing. It seems like they know all about you, but then they don’t understand you at all.

I was in a self-induced depression. Welcome to me Real World.