My Reasons To Live Were My Reasons

Shakespeare; The Only Man I'd Ever Love.

Perfume Was First Created To Mask The Stench Of Foul And Offensive Odors... Spices And Bold Flavorings Were Created To Mask The Taste Of Putrid And Rotting Meat... What Then Was Music Created For? Was It To Drown Out The Voices Of Others, Or The Voices Within Ourselves? I Think I Know.

I'm Bipolar, But I'm Not Crazy, And I Never Was. I'm Stark Raving Sane.

Nothing In My Life Has Ever Made Me Want To Commit Suicide More Than People's Reaction To My Trying To Commit Suicide.

And If I End Up With Blood On My Hands, Well I Know, That You'll Understand, 'cause I Fight Like A Girl.