No boy is worth crying over, and the one who is won't make you cry.

What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.

There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been.

I crave white on white and black, but my thoughts race in glorious technicolour, prodding me awake, whipping away the warm blanket of invisibility every time it sears to smother my mind in nothing.

Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass.

to feed, help, protect, comfort, console, support, nurse, or heal to be fed, helped, nursed, protected, comforted, consoled, supported, nursed, or healed to form mutually enjoyable, enduring, cooperating and reciprocating relationship with Other, with an equal to be forgiven to be loved to be free

They will love me for that which destroys me.