Death is my lover and he wants to move in.

To create something beautiful about despair or out of a feeling of despair is for me the most hopeful life affirming thing a person can do

Embrace beautiful lies - the chronic insanity of the sane

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

Have you made any plans? Take an overdose, slash my wrists then hang myself. All those things together? It couldn't possibly be misconstrued as a cry for help.

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

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