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.

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

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.

For a girl, appearance can be a powerful form of oppression. No matter how intelligent a girl may be, no matter her many talents, these attributes are not easily discerned. Brains and talent will never stand up against a girl who is clearly physically attractive.

My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.

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

I suppose I’m the one responsible for destroying myself.