You are the untold story. You are the impassioned truth wanting to scream its existence, to be forever trapped by a strong hand clapped firmly over t… - Henry Rollins

I don't want to go with the smooth skin and the calm brow. I hope I end up a
blithering idiot cursing the sun - hallucinating, screaming, giving
obscene and inane lectures on street corners and public parks.

If I let you, you would make me destroy myself. But in order to survive you, I must first survive myself. I can sink no further and I cannot forgive you. There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you. I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshold of pain. I will use my mistakes against you. There's no other choice. Shameless now. Nameless now. Nothing now. No one now. But my soul must be iron cause my fear is naked. I'm naked and fearless - and my fear is naked!

"I've said it before and I say it again: "A man's got to do what a brainless idiot's got to do.