I'm not afraid of dying, I'm afraid of living.

Sometimes I just think depression's one way of coping with the world. Like, some people get drunk, some people do drugs, some people get depressed. Because there's so much stuff out there that you have to do something to deal with it.

The stuff adults tell you not to do is the easiest.

deep down I believe my year was a special year: it produced me.

I found myself jealous of the people who wrote the books. They were dead and they were still taking up my time. Who did they think they were?

I just want to not be me.

Of course I wasn't abused. If I were; things would be so simple. I'd have a reason to for being in a shrinks office. I'd have a justification and something to work on. The world wasn't going to give me something that tidy.