who are you to tell me what to say think do speak write draw create destroy sing listen to eat drink hope for long for desire love hate dream, who are you to tell me how to live my life?
why did i let you in, when keeping you out was so much easier?
i was bored, you were bored, so what the fuck? i should have just stayed bored.
what was i thinking what was i thinking what was i thinking why wasn't i thinking?