I'm Here, Got No Choice.

Please. Don’t Switch Off My Mind By Attempting To Straighten Me Out. Listen And Understand, And When You Feel Contempt Don’t Express It, At Least Not Verbally, At Least Not To Me.

Sleep With A Dog And Rise Full Of Fleas.

You Get Mixed Messages Because I Have Mixed Feelings.

If You Died It Would Be Like My Bones Had Been Removed. No One Would Know Why, But I Would Collapse.

I Am An Emotional Plagiarist, Stealing Other People's Pain, Subsuming It Into My Own Until I Can't Remember Whose It Is Any More.