What happened to the world of before I grew up?
What happened to me?
What happened to the way it used to be?
Why do I need to explain everything I do?
Why can't something just turn out like it should?
How did everything change so fast?
When did the child cease to exist?
Does anybody else think like me?
Am I just going completely crazy?
It's weird not to be weird.
Every rule has an exception, even this one.
I am outsane, not insane. Sane is gross and I don't want to be in it.
How is the sky the limit when you're trying to say nothing is? You just said something is!
I'm not wrong, everyone else is.
Don't try to tell me something about myself, I ought to know better than you.
