You’ll be all right. You’re strong. I know you’ll be okay because I like you and you can’t like someone who doesn’t like themself. The people I fear for are the ones who I don’t like because they hate themselves so much they won’t let anyone else like them either. But I do like you. I’ll miss you. And I know you’ll be okay.

You get mixed messages because I have mixed feelings.

They will love me for that which destroys me.

Of course I loved you, you saved my life. I wish you hadn’t I wish you hadn’t I wish you’d left me alone.

Once you have perceived that life is very cruel, the only response is to live with as much humanity, humour and freedom as you can.

Your hair is an act of God.

I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.