I'm bipolar, but I'm not crazy, and I never was. I'm stark raving sane.

I've been completely fascinated with history because it tells everything about what's going to happen next because it's cyclical, everything repeats in general.

I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.

My reasons to live Were my reasons to die But at least they were mine Now I've freedom unbound Cut the laces of life

Women who focus on style over substance usually find themselves in a big fucking hole, with other men who want to fuck the hole. Oh so smooth, and none sophistacted. Because, you know, how sophisticated can hole-fucking really be