They laugh at me because I'm different; I laugh at them because they're all the same.
If you're really a mean person you're going to come back as a fly and eat poop.
There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.
Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't after you.
I was tired of pretending that I was someone else just to get along with people, just for the sake of having friendships.
I knew I was different. I thought that I might be gay or something because I couldn't identify with any of the guys at all. None of them liked art or music. They just wanted to fight and get laid. It was many years ago but it gave me this real hatred for the average American macho male.
I'm so happy. Cause today I found my friends. They're in my head.
Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with your self esteem.