[we're the same strange animal]

Sometimes I get so mad that I just want to break the world.

But I can't, so I cut myself instead.

I hate me.

Where do all the porn stars go when the lights go down? They all become Volvo-driving soccer moms.

'Cuz when you need one they are never around.

Ever have a friend who was unstable? Not mean or sad or angry necessarily, but that kind of person who could be sent into one of those moods by a stray comment that you weren't even aware of? Some one who would have rather violent mood swings?

I have become that person.

Apologies to my friends.

This world is filled with phonies.

And I'm one of them.