We All Have Some Proper Noun To

No Mat­ter How Much I Try And Hide This, Bit By Bit, I Start To Fall Apart.

The Trick To Forgetting The Big Picture Is To Look At Everything Close-up. The Shortcut To Closing A Door Is To Bury Yourself In The Details. This Is How We Must Look To God. As If Everything's Fine.

Rant Would Tell People: 'you're A Different Human Being To Everybody You Meet.

Anybody's True Nature Is Bullshit. There Is No Human Soul. Emotion Is Bullshit. Love Is Bullshit.

My Inventory Of People Who Can Save Me Is Down To Just Me.