Some Pale, Hueless Flicker Of Sensitivity Is

Pretty Soon, The Only Doubt In My Mind Was The Precise Time And Method Of Committing Suicide. The Only Alternative I Could See Was An Eternity Of Hell For The Rest Of My Life In A Mental Hospital, And I Was Going To Use My Last Ounce Of Free Choice And Choose A Quick Clean Ending.

I Have The One Person I Could Ever Love In This World. Now I Must Work To Be A Person Worthy Of That.

What Is My Life For And What Am I Going To Do With It? I Don't Know And I'm Afraid. I Can Never Read All The Books I Want; I Can Never Be All The People I Want And Live All The Lives I Want.

I Must Bridge The Gap Between Adolescent Glitter And Mature Glow.

If Only I Knew What I Wanted I Could Try To See About Getting It.