"You'll be a problem to your mother and I"
"What the fuck's wrong with you?"
"Sweet dreams lover of some bleak nightmare"
"I'm not extraordinary I'm just tired"
"I pity you the way love pities love"
"I'm afraid of love and life and possibilities"
"Life isn't fair, so we have to even the score a little"
"All that's left is your shattered husk"
"Because no man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed;
as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences,
though light be more congenial to our clayey part.
Upon opening my eyes then, and coming out of my own pleasant and self-created darkness
into the imposed and coarse outer gloom of the unilluminated twelve-o'clock-at-night,
I experienced a disagreeable revulsion"
come back home