Photographs in a desperate reach for a clue into who I am.
With only the distant past as reference,
I fail to feel any connection to the bones under my skin.

The greatest trick the devil ever played was convincing me that I was him.
Empathy is the poor man's cocaine and love is just a chemical by any other name.

I'd rather drown than ask for help.
I wish I was someone else.
Mr. Perfect, Misconstrued.
Lead the way, follow through,
Probably hate me, I do too.
You're so much like me I feel sorry for you but I think you're pretty, pretty sure.

We share pain.
You took me by the throat and made me understand the world as if I were you and I couldn't breathe.