All hail the conquering hero. My best friend betrayed me, so I shot him. Distracted by a kiss, I let the love of my life die. - Idlewild

I felt like taking on the world. I felt more in control than I'd ever been.
My partner in this endeavor: the psychotic who just broke my nose.

I stood in the greeting-card aisle, looking for an appropriate sentiment. Though I searched high and low, there was no "so you're not even human" sympathy card.

He was the epitome of acting out to get attention. I think everyone acknowledged his jokes as a kind of defense mechanism. ('Humor? That's my lizard tail. You can look at that while I run away,' he'd once said.)