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i go to the hills when my heart is lonely

'are you ready to sell your soul to the devil?' 'who needs a soul anyway'

since 13 i’ve spent my life building this giant teenage museum, mausoleum maybe, dutifully wolfishly writing every moment down, and repeating it all back like folklore. and now there isn’t any more of it

we talk so much of  light, please let me speak on behalf of  the good dark. let us talk more of how dark the beginning of a day is.

ruin arrives ruin does not leave

and when i grow up, i'm gonna look up from my phone and see my life

i'd take care of you if you'd ask me to in a year or two

i like things that look like mistakes

i’m telling you, for the last time, i mean it, etcetera.

and the universe said i love you because you are love

okay i know that you are not my type (still i fall) i'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind (but what about love?)

and this urge to run away from what i love is a sort of sadism i no longer pretend to understand

and how will i know if history repeats itself / how will i know when it's gonna come back around?

i know i'm funny. i know everything about myself. that's why i can't do therapy.

to cure it of sorrow would destroy it

i dont love you, i'm just passing the time

i can't imagine life without the moving image. half of life's enjoyment is imagining yourself in a movie.

i am a nostalgic person, and I do think about my childhood and my teenage years a lot. i think it’s because i never felt young. not young, young, young.

i am something i have been something i was born something what could i be?

'why are you crying?' 'i'm just crying, some people aren't built happy, you know?'