i am in the business of secrets, but my sales are to myself.
they're very close to me. some times i wonder if i want them closer.
daring to be embarassing is a moral imperative
when it happens, i don't want to be alive. but i know people care about me. they wouldn't write me letters and raise me and talk with me forever if they didn't. but when it happens, i don't know if they should.
i think i know he did it. i have to know.
im like my dad. i keep it tight, but i am really deeply sentimental
i get angry when kate sees friends. not just for being so careless, but that where i see my friends the most is in my dreams. that's just how it goes.
there's no rewards, only good calls.
heaven or america
i think a lot of what im into wouldnt be easy to get into if i wasnt white. which isn't how it should be. this shit is lightning
deadly serious about fun-having
when you said that the only people who would like my 'sketch show of moods' were people who were like me, i knew i had the right idea.
i feel like very few people know everything im into. sometimes i think that's a problem. you are one of the few at least.
