Oh Well, Whatever, Nevermind.

I'm Thought Of As This Pissy, Complaining, Freaked-out Schizophrenic Who Wants To Kill Himself All The Time.

I Like To Make People Feel Happy And Superior In Their Reaction Towards My Appearance.

Don't Read My Diary When I'm Gone.

I Won't Eat Anything Green.

I’m Not Mad. I’m In A Perfectly Happy Mood, You Asshole.